9ne And I ah need a carabu lu Uh that's 151 malibu rum and pineapple juice You know what I'm sizzlin Ha! Uh you down't know what dat is Can't get the
N9ne And I ah need a carabou lou Uh that's 151 malibu rum and pineapple juice You know what I'm sizzlin Ha! Uh you down't know what dat is Can't get
shawty (no) You know my name shawty (yea) Just use yo' brains, If you know what I'm sayin' Its a one night stand shawty [Chorus:] Boy I know you got a girl And you know
can leave a she doesn't know that I meant size C K all she is T-E-C-C-A when you get outa work baby you gotta go with me k? Hook I want you SLEEPING
of Runaway by TECH N9NE from the album UNKNOWN at LyricsAndSongs.COM Y'know homeboy don't matter to me I'm interested in you baby We can creep Y'know
see if he can swim back to shore Chunks missin' yellin' I don't wanna mess wit tech no more I know you don't Tech N9ne I never say it again nigga I know you won't
all I need fuck in the jealousy Bang bang like pops, when I'm the peak I don't stop Let your pussy go when I pull up... shot blow Ain't no discussion
] [VERSE 3] And don't be tippin her below 20 percent She need plenty for rent, leave her with pennies, then see her vent To get money's her purpose, you don't
and Tech N9ne This ring, Tech N9ne, this ring, Tech N9ne This ring, Tech N9ne, this ring, Tech N9ne This Tech, this Tech, this Tech, this Tech ring Tech N9ne
'm The Grinch I smell your stinch And it is you I so despise [Tech N9ne] I can't stand yo persona, the drama, yo marijuana, or yo momma I really despise yo
, Most of 'em want to diss, Don't come unless you want the biz. It ain't nothin' but real women in my circle, not them phony chicks, That don't know what
pillins These rappers now (I'll swallow yo soul, I'll swallow yo soul) This underground (I gotta explode, gotta be cold) Nina's bold They couldn't kill
, and press it To make sure they get the message, why don't these motherfuckers Rep and Stets know they faking just like they not afraid don't f with
To another dimension Leavin' you lost The sickest nigga ever to come out the Valley District Take it like you don't want everyone to know I broke your
when they lyric go and if you wanna bet 'em they gonna die Now we gotta roll the riches (no lie) Hanging up the colder bitches (don't cry) Gotta stand
just out the game If video and radio don't frequently announce your name They don't know your music even though you blow most out the frame But a closed mouth don't
yo doorstep Gotta try to keep your composure and don't let [Chorus: x2] Problems (Don't let) Problems (You can't let) Problems (You won't let) Problems
I'm going out dying, try 'em undeniable, I don't know I just fry 'em them, I cum hard on their face probably 'cause I don't like them, I'm a OG Viking