Heavy Weighters Lyrics
[buckshot] Clack clack clack, clack clack clack clack Fuck wit bdb, i put a, hole in ya back See me, it's like that, it's like this Hit you wit the tip of the four fifth, lick off ya bottom lip

Well, look at me
Got me in her sights
Is this a blessing in disguise?
Fatality on a Saturday night
Right between the eyes
Well, honey I know you never satisfied
Just a paradise on a roll

C'Mon and take the fat chance
This ain't suicide
Sit back and let it all unfold
You better...

Shoot it, Shoot it
C'Mon baby put your best shot on me
Shoot it, Shoot it
Girl y

Busy Signal Lyrics
By: dolly parton Busy signal That's what i get when i call you Busy busy Talking to someone new I wish i knew I shouldn't worry 'cause it's probably his mother

ou gotta do it for a friend in need
Shoot it, Shoot it

Beggers can't be choosers in a den of thieves
Is it good for you, 'cause it's good for me!
How's your love life, how's your sister
Ooh, I can't resist
Is this the one that gets away?
Well, lemme tell ya my friend
That it's all how much you spend, baby
Not how much you make
You say you don't wanna dance
Honey listen to me
Shut yo' mou

Stolen Moments Pt. III Lyrics
Q-Tip: Hey , hey, hey, hey, Hey, who dat? Hey, who dat? Hey, who dat? Check it, what Hey sucka nigga, whoever you are(x2) Hey sucka nigga, hey sucka nigga Whoever you are, whoever yo

th an' hit the floor
And you can tell 'em last night
That you was blind to see
And blame it all on rock'n'roll
You Better...

Shoot it, Shoot it
C'Mon baby put your best shot on me
Shoot it, Shoot it
Girl you gotta do it for a friend in need
Talkin' about me, baby
Shoot it, Shoot it

Beggers can't be choosers in a den of thieves
Is it good for you, it's good for me!
Wow!

She Rides Lyrics
She rides Let loose upon the world She is the night And my loneliness in bondage She's black And sin runds down her back She rides From the daylight in chains S

Whoo! Dressed to the nines
Don't cry wolf too many times, baby
But you can trust in me
Want some good clean fun?
Well, I heard you play with guns
An' I see you got a vacancy!
You say you don't wanna dance
Honey listen to me

Shut yo' mouth an' hit the floor
And you can tell 'em last night
That you was blind to see
And blame it all on rock'n'roll
Ow!

Shoot it, Shoot it