Let Me Be Your Fantasy
Baby D lyrics
Baby D lyrics
"A-T-L HOE Lyrics"
Waiting For Your Taxi Lyrics
Waiting for your taxi Which taxi never comes Waiting for your taxi Waiting for your taxi Which taxi never comes Waiting for your taxi Waiting for your taxi Which taxi never comes Waiting for your taxi Waiting for your taxi Which taxi never comes Waiting for your taxi Waiting for your taxi Which taxi never comes Waiting for your taxi
f/ Archie, Pastor Troy
(Chorus)
[Baby D (Pastor Troy)]
A-T, A-T, A-T, A-T, A-T, A-T-L HOE!
A-T-L HOE!(Come'on uh ha ha)
(Repeat 7x)
[Baby D]
My nigga what you know about the ATL-A-N-T-A, GA my nigga we swervin
??? sittin on Michael Jordan blinin when the sun be scorchin
Who that be me B-A-B-Y D from da B-I-G double O-M-P
I said it before but I'm goin to say it again
My nigga we too D double E-P
I represent the dirty dirty south
Down here lil buddy we don't play no games
I represent the A-T-L
Eastside shawty and the Westside niggas on da thang throw your hood up
Make your shoulder jump
If ya hatin on the "A"
Ya don't know who you fuckin with
But I'll bet we'll bounce on your motherfuckin ass like it ain't shit
ATL Hoe throwin up them "A's"
Gangsta walk on the motherfuckin stage
Nigga watch me bounce on these sucka ass punks
Then fuck around and got the "A" town started
Don't make me say "Ain't told you so"
Throwin bows to the nose sayin "Yeah Hoe!"
Pastor Troy, Archie, and Big Oomp click
Add it up young nigga that Gangsta shit!
(Chorus)
[Archie]
Yeah, yeah
Nigga it's Archie
The phatest skinny nigga you will ever know
Try'in to stop my cheddar flow holla at my beretta blow
I Against I Lyrics
Artist(Band):Bad Brains (Print the Lyrics) in the quest for the test to fulfill an achievement everybody's only in it for themselves when the fact of the matter is they just don't care to extend a helping hand to anyone else so tell me why, did you have to lie and try to make me all confused about the U.S.A. when the fact of the matter is you just don't care to comprehend or under
Waiting for your taxi Which taxi never comes Waiting for your taxi Waiting for your taxi Which taxi never comes Waiting for your taxi Waiting for your taxi Which taxi never comes Waiting for your taxi Waiting for your taxi Which taxi never comes Waiting for your taxi Waiting for your taxi Which taxi never comes Waiting for your taxi
f/ Archie, Pastor Troy
(Chorus)
[Baby D (Pastor Troy)]
A-T, A-T, A-T, A-T, A-T, A-T-L HOE!
A-T-L HOE!(Come'on uh ha ha)
(Repeat 7x)
[Baby D]
My nigga what you know about the ATL-A-N-T-A, GA my nigga we swervin
??? sittin on Michael Jordan blinin when the sun be scorchin
Who that be me B-A-B-Y D from da B-I-G double O-M-P
I said it before but I'm goin to say it again
My nigga we too D double E-P
I represent the dirty dirty south
Down here lil buddy we don't play no games
I represent the A-T-L
Eastside shawty and the Westside niggas on da thang throw your hood up
Make your shoulder jump
If ya hatin on the "A"
I'm A Man (Orignal Studio Version) Lyrics
All you pretty women, Stand in line, I can make love to you baby, In an hour's time. Now i'm a man I spell M-A-N...man. The line I shoot, Will never miss, Make love to you baby, You can't resist. Now I'm a man, I spell M-A-N...man. Goin back down, To Kansas to, Bring back a little girl, Just like you. Now I'm a man,
; then lock'em in the trunkAll you pretty women, Stand in line, I can make love to you baby, In an hour's time. Now i'm a man I spell M-A-N...man. The line I shoot, Will never miss, Make love to you baby, You can't resist. Now I'm a man, I spell M-A-N...man. Goin back down, To Kansas to, Bring back a little girl, Just like you. Now I'm a man,
Ya don't know who you fuckin with
But I'll bet we'll bounce on your motherfuckin ass like it ain't shit
ATL Hoe throwin up them "A's"
Gangsta walk on the motherfuckin stage
Nigga watch me bounce on these sucka ass punks
Then fuck around and got the "A" town started
Don't make me say "Ain't told you so"
Throwin bows to the nose sayin "Yeah Hoe!"
Pastor Troy, Archie, and Big Oomp click
Add it up young nigga that Gangsta shit!
(Chorus)
[Archie]
Yeah, yeah
Nigga it's Archie
The phatest skinny nigga you will ever know
Try'in to stop my cheddar flow holla at my beretta blow
I Against I Lyrics
Artist(Band):Bad Brains (Print the Lyrics) in the quest for the test to fulfill an achievement everybody's only in it for themselves when the fact of the matter is they just don't care to extend a helping hand to anyone else so tell me why, did you have to lie and try to make me all confused about the U.S.A. when the fact of the matter is you just don't care to comprehend or under
Atcha dome and atcha chest
Wear your chrome and wear your vest
Had your home a bloody mess
Faked thugs get bless with a slug to the chest
Arch to the "I" to the "E"
Passin Baby D beside me
Eastside Boyz is right behind me
"A" town bitch nigga you try'in to find me
Simpson Road down to Godbe
These are the places that I be
These are the faces that I see
I die for the city don't play by me
You can try me if you wanna Archie be brin'in drama
Pistol carriers bury ya make you say "We The Bomb Ya!"
Death before dishonor put that on my mama
The phat boy representer 'till I'm a goner
Yeah! Nigga!
All Or Nothing Full Lyrics
Here's the chance of life, get ready, set, fly high. Above the fear of your mind, go for it. It's hit or miss, too late for you to quit. You gotta show 'em how bad you really want this, so... Live your dreams, it's not as hard as it may seem. You gotta work to get the cream on you're hopes you must lead, From your fears, you have to win yourself. It's all or nothing, give your everyth
(Chorus)
[Pastor Troy]
Pistol pistol my pistol banana fanna Atlanta
Bombin on the bitch the young the filthy rich
The six I use to drive was live but under rated
I cut off the top and had the V12 gold plated
But some niggas hated they do not hated in public
Them pussy ass niggas gon make me jump to my bucket
The brown one with the three rims
I whoop up on your block nigga your chance slim
Do you remember Tim they call him "Poor Timmy"
I fuck his pussy over his hammy with a fifty rimmy
Think you are nigga friendly cause I'm the Pastor
Bitch I ain't Creflow this ATL Hoe
(Chorus)
We rrrreeeeeeeeeaaaaaaddddddyyyyyy