Lil' Bow Wow lyrics
Lil' Bow Wow lyrics
"Hardball lyrics"
Sweet Dreams lyrics
Sweet dreams you can't resist, N-E-S-T-L-E-S. Nestles makes the very best, N-E-S-T-L-E-S. Creamy whites, dreamy whites NESTLES makes the very best, N-E-S-T-L-E-S. Sweet dreams, you ca-a-a-n't resist... (appeared on concerts only) Transcribed by Agatha/IITI
Throw me the ball and watch me what I do with itSweet dreams you can't resist, N-E-S-T-L-E-S. Nestles makes the very best, N-E-S-T-L-E-S. Creamy whites, dreamy whites NESTLES makes the very best, N-E-S-T-L-E-S. Sweet dreams, you ca-a-a-n't resist... (appeared on concerts only) Transcribed by Agatha/IITI
We got Bow Wow in the house
My man Lil' Zane, Lil' Wayne, Sammie sang to me
[Chorus 1: (Sammie)]
Strike one, got you by surprise
Strike two, right before your eyes
Pitch three, this ones to the wall
Ain't no game like a game of Hardball
[Verse 1: Lil' Bow Wow]
When I step to the plate the outfielders get back (back)
Cuz they know I'm the only tight for dogs
So many back to back hits they call me little Sammie Sosa
Bubble gum, balled up all the hustlers
Y'all know how to work it when it's time to compete
On the field, on the court, over any high steep
And break, and you know it when you see your clone
And right now that's all I see goin on, holla at me
Game time, all I think about is bringing home the trophy
If your team is better mine, you really gotta show me
i'll swing to the left, you'll sway to the rightthink for yourself, zombie-ritualistic sightfuck thatfalse-worlds, false wordsfuels religions hypocrisyfooled religious mockeryto justify your treasonobey, you preythe hope in possibilityto preach life todayif love is lost pay the costbleed your fucking soulbreak your hearts divinitycapitalist fucking whoreopen cash proceureto prey on social we
Mistreat me, and send my squad back home
Cuz I don't know loose to much
Matter fact, I ain't never lost at all
When I'm playin Hardball (that's right)
So, if you on the mound about to pitch to me
Understand I'm like Griffin, I keep 'em to the wall
[Chorus 2: (Sammie)]
Strike one, got you by surprise
Strike two, right before your eyes
Strike three, ohh I got you out
Without a doubt, I got you out
Strike one, got you by surprise
Strike two, right before your eyes
Pitch three, this ones to the wall
Ain't no game like a game of Hardball
[Verse 2: Lil' Zane]
This goes out to them jocks that stay on my jock, throwin the pop
Keep pithcin 'em, I'm in the kitchen makin radio rock
It's usually preferred, I be choosey with all my words
Throwin eggs at them chicken h
Bedda Man lyrics
[Girl] Do you love me? [Ginuwine] Of course I love you baby but you keep bringing up the past [Girl] Well the past hurts [Ginuwine] You gonna have to let it go though [Girl] It's hard though baby [Ginuwine] Things happen, things change, we move on, we grow, we learn, and then that's it...let it go [Girl] Well, you gonna be a better man for me?ads, bangin on the curb
I left 'em a word, I'm fast ballen with a curb
Happy slidin home, tellin them friends that's in the third
Sure ya done heard, who I'm doing and what I'm doin was false
And what's true, girl listen
When it comes to this game they call me Zane McGregor
That other kid was just a mark, so I made him retire
See, we all got a base, and we hold our own
But when I come up to bat, we all goin come home
And our fans cheers us, cuz they know what the drill goin
Out of the field and into your automobile
And I hope it ain't your Range Rover, that you spent your change over
I'm in the dug with my tounge out play the game over
[Chorus 2: (Sammie)]
[Verse 3: Lil' Wayne]
Listen, listen, listen
They call me young Wheezy, Rodregous
You know I'm gettin you hot, hot as the Kendrick, ya know
And I keep the cr
[Girl] Do you love me? [Ginuwine] Of course I love you baby but you keep bringing up the past [Girl] Well the past hurts [Ginuwine] You gonna have to let it go though [Girl] It's hard though baby [Ginuwine] Things happen, things change, we move on, we grow, we learn, and then that's it...let it go [Girl] Well, you gonna be a better man for me?
I left 'em a word, I'm fast ballen with a curb
Happy slidin home, tellin them friends that's in the third
Sure ya done heard, who I'm doing and what I'm doin was false
And what's true, girl listen
When it comes to this game they call me Zane McGregor
That other kid was just a mark, so I made him retire
See, we all got a base, and we hold our own
But when I come up to bat, we all goin come home
And our fans cheers us, cuz they know what the drill goin
Out of the field and into your automobile
And I hope it ain't your Range Rover, that you spent your change over
I'm in the dug with my tounge out play the game over
[Chorus 2: (Sammie)]
[Verse 3: Lil' Wayne]
Listen, listen, listen
They call me young Wheezy, Rodregous
You know I'm gettin you hot, hot as the Kendrick, ya know
And I keep the cr
Don't Ask Why lyrics
See all your sorrow But be happy tomorrow >From the back of my mind I was searching (and I...) >From the look In your face I believe It's not too late See where you are When did we go that far >From the things that we said I was wishing us dead Turn around To the fool Who believed Don't ask why (Pillow) pretend That I do not defend My own love in the back Need no question to ask If you need To see The (real) Don't ask mewn bat swingin, swingin that at iron
Pitch on the block like monaural
To bad for TV, you won't see me I'm ridin the streets
I'm a hustler, people, my life in the streets
Watch the game, get you life in the streets
My watch, my chain, and my teeth Cost
That way I will never cheap talk
And I call my mommy sweat heart, she call me sweet daddy
And she gladly, loves the way that daddy batty, yeah baby
Whezzy Wee is a playa baby, and I don't share babies
So if you searchin for some bitch ain't nothin here, baby
Catch me throwin an eighty in the latest Bentley
Goin out, and Whezzy never hit a foul, a Hot Guy
Does hip-hop flyies are knockin up, out the park
And after the game we gone meet up after dark
[Chorus 2: repeat 2x (Sammie)]
Lil' Bow Wow, Lil' Zane, Lil' Wayne, Lil' Sammie
The Little Rascals, and me y'all know my name
See all your sorrow But be happy tomorrow >From the back of my mind I was searching (and I...) >From the look In your face I believe It's not too late See where you are When did we go that far >From the things that we said I was wishing us dead Turn around To the fool Who believed Don't ask why (Pillow) pretend That I do not defend My own love in the back Need no question to ask If you need To see The (real) Don't ask mewn bat swingin, swingin that at iron
Pitch on the block like monaural
To bad for TV, you won't see me I'm ridin the streets
I'm a hustler, people, my life in the streets
Watch the game, get you life in the streets
My watch, my chain, and my teeth Cost
That way I will never cheap talk
And I call my mommy sweat heart, she call me sweet daddy
And she gladly, loves the way that daddy batty, yeah baby
Whezzy Wee is a playa baby, and I don't share babies
So if you searchin for some bitch ain't nothin here, baby
Catch me throwin an eighty in the latest Bentley
Goin out, and Whezzy never hit a foul, a Hot Guy
Does hip-hop flyies are knockin up, out the park
And after the game we gone meet up after dark
[Chorus 2: repeat 2x (Sammie)]
Lil' Bow Wow, Lil' Zane, Lil' Wayne, Lil' Sammie
The Little Rascals, and me y'all know my name