Ol Dirty Bastard lyrics
Ol Dirty Bastard lyrics
"Stomp Lyrics"
Escaping Lyrics
Lying here All alone in the shadows I believe when I sleep All the pain's gonna fade away I can dream, can't I When I close my eyes Kiss the world goodbye I dream I'm escapi
Lying here All alone in the shadows I believe when I sleep All the pain's gonna fade away I can dream, can't I When I close my eyes Kiss the world goodbye I dream I'm escapi
[Intro]
Sing the song, sing along with me
Sing the song, sing the song with me
[Verse 1]
When I'm with you baby, tell me why, tell me so
I ask you to go high, you tell me to go low
So I go low, (slurp), taste the shit
(Slurp), taste it again, I like it
(Rrr) I'm the original G-O-D
Making young ladies scream's my specialty
When I go DUN DUN DUN DUH, girls get hype
From the funky fre
Johanna Lyrics
N?r du s?tter upp ditt h?r och vi ner till parken g?r en sommarkv?ll. Och n?r solen just g?r ner dina varma ?gon ler emot mig. Och dom spelar v?ran s?ng den vi dansa till en g?ng n?r jag m?tte dig. Och nu finn
sh music that was stereotypedN?r du s?tter upp ditt h?r och vi ner till parken g?r en sommarkv?ll. Och n?r solen just g?r ner dina varma ?gon ler emot mig. Och dom spelar v?ran s?ng den vi dansa till en g?ng n?r jag m?tte dig. Och nu finn
When I kill, that ol' mad funky flow
Not sayin Ason, duck duck disco
Or disco duck, strictly hip hop
Baby baby, I can't stop
Wu, gots ta like come on through
Soo, that's the call for the Wu
I came here to rectify
BROOKLYN ZOO, terrify
Why, niggas wanna get up and rap and rap and rap
Man, fuck that
Shit, that I make it's the skit
I wanna see ya hands in the air, can ya dig it
In Liverpool On Sunday No traffic On the avenue The light is pale and thin Like you No sound, down In this part of town Except for the boy in the belfry He's crazy, he
Come on party people, all in together now, sing along
Have you ever ever ever
In your long legged life
Had a bald headed bitch
For your bald headed wife
[laughter] Gimme dat
[Verse 2]
Who's the baddest motherfucka in the Brooklyn town
And also representer of the Wu-Tang sound
If you wanna get up and get fucked up
Last nigga got up and got shot up
But you'
Kick Out the Jams Lyrics
i'm gonna kick 'em out well i feel pretty good and i guess that i could get crazy now, baby 'cause we all got in tune when the dress ing room got hazy now, baby i know how you want it, ch
a gangsta, on the boards I'll bang yai'm gonna kick 'em out well i feel pretty good and i guess that i could get crazy now, baby 'cause we all got in tune when the dress ing room got hazy now, baby i know how you want it, ch
Mess with the Wu-Tanger, I'll hang ya
You'll get shanked and spanked and alley-ooped
I admire true niggas like Dre and Snoop
Chamber number 9, verse 32
Only speaks about BROOKLYN ZOO
That a true nigga shall come through
No-one is available to be compatible
This is chamber number 9, verse 32
Is what we call The Stomp
(Stomp)
The stomp is down (Stomp)-a