[Jim Rampage talkin'] Go! go! go! It's our turn now! Remiiiiix! (We gonna rock the party)[3X] [chorus - Big Sound] Benz stopped in my garage So keep
it how you do it yeah ma you know you get it good honey honey come here I like the way you work it work it ma you know you get it good honey honey come
knees It was born in the wild It's river long, rock strong True and wild as hell Honey now, my love for you is real My love for you is calm Candy sweet
the beyond Even though the niggaz in the hood is all soldiers You still a suffer the consequences defenseless Thinkin' about becomin' my wife if I rock
em all (fuck em) [VERSE 1] I was tought never stop, till the money comes, Now look ya boy life sweeter than a honey bun, Don?t think I mean sweet like
play wid me like that yo We spit rap and fire brown paper bag Gat rap go whack and float acrooss the map Floss that anything yell endorse that Electric company money honey
I let my hand slide between your miniskirt Slip a finger in your panties, straight go to work What time is it, don't watch the clock Lay back baby doll and I'll rock
're gonna meet at Joe's flat. Come on let's rock rock let's do some rock'n'roll with a little bit of soul we're going rockin' tonite we're going rockin
explosion At the factory Baby it's so sweet how you got me chokin' Chokin' on the sizzle You deliver in that outfit so smokin' Hot pants flare up Ooo scintillatin', sizzlin', steamin' Honey
my will to live A clean life with you my friend * LOVE'S A BETTER HIGH LIFE'S A BETTER HIGH LOVING LIFE'S THE BETTER HIGH! Oh honey, you're so sweet
hive She singled me out single handed took me alive Well can you, can you gonna take my life eatin' up her wild honey? Oh mama she's sweeter Gettin' sweeter Sweeter, sweeter Sweet Wild honey
your driveway With gauge in the fog, ain't shit sweet about A nigga from New York Accept the not guilty verdict That you hear in the court Bang you from the car Rocking
(Mr. Icecream) Too cold, honey (Mr. Icecream) Too cold, sugar (Mr. Icecream) You're chilly child you know Your love's too cold, baby (Mr. Icecream) Too cold, honey
me Now that's the hottest thing in the streets are beats is Swizz Cheesed up with holes in the shit like a log rolled thick And ain't nothin' sweet but Drag-Eve tracks, Honey
Black, she is my honey All she wants to do is spend my money She's a real gone chick and I love her so Knocks me out when she does the rock 'n' roll,
me baby, I sit here and I cry alone, You know it ain't the first time, I've been there honey, And I know it won't be the last, Rock riding mama don't
Let's do it Workin' all week 9 to 5 for my money So when the weekend comes I go get live with the honey Rollin' down the street I saw this girl and
No matter what part of the room that I'm in They're always looking at me They're soft like the cheek of a baby They're sweet like the honey of bees