W.C. Lyrics
W.C. Lyrics
"Paper Trippin' (featuring Nate Dogg) Lyrics"
Screams and Whispers Lyrics
There's truth in your eyes, let me hear it from your lips Your tears say you cry, let your words be the whip, baby There's no reason anymore to live with all the pain Take this key, unlock the door, before it makes us both insane Spill your heart out to me, darlin', girl I really need to know Chorus: Screams and whispers, don't be afraid Let's be more than lovers tonigh
There's truth in your eyes, let me hear it from your lips Your tears say you cry, let your words be the whip, baby There's no reason anymore to live with all the pain Take this key, unlock the door, before it makes us both insane Spill your heart out to me, darlin', girl I really need to know Chorus: Screams and whispers, don't be afraid Let's be more than lovers tonigh
[WC]
Uhh, yeah! What's crackin y'all? Dub C
Still chasin this cheese, puttin it down
Whassup Nate?
[Chorus: Nate Dogg]
Nigga I ain't rich yet, I'm still stackin G's (dem dolla dolla dollars)
Ain't afraid to bust back, paper's all I need (we rider rider riders)
Nigga I ain't rich yet, I'm still stackin G's (yeah, yeah)
Ain't afraid to bust back, paper's all I need
[WC]
Check it out
What they hittin fo'? Look I'm sick of all this chattin
Bullshit rappin, let's really get it a-crackin
Y'all niggaz ain't ready fo' a nigga that's gettin paper
Foe scraper, dice shaker, the white, Chuck Taylors
Dark fat laces and fetti with big-ass faces
Blue gators (?), X.O. by the cases
The rider ringleader with weed and my zag smashin
Ya bang ambassador, givin it up back at'c
Things Change Lyrics
(Dwight Yoakam) She said, Baby things change. I said, But I feel the same. She said, Well let me explain, Baby, how things can change I said, But that doesn't show how a love that could grow Would become so estranged. She said, Well baby, things change Chorus: She said, Na, na, na, na, na, now, now Now, now, now Baby, don't try to figure this out Or ask questions
ha blastin ya(Dwight Yoakam) She said, Baby things change. I said, But I feel the same. She said, Well let me explain, Baby, how things can change I said, But that doesn't show how a love that could grow Would become so estranged. She said, Well baby, things change Chorus: She said, Na, na, na, na, na, now, now Now, now, now Baby, don't try to figure this out Or ask questions
Off brand assassin-er, jackin for figures c'mon
Totalled up a rock, with a repetitive offender
The purple tinter, the big spender
The realest nigga you know, smellin like doe doe and Pruno
Sick with the flow, swangin low-lows and Harleys
Gather the guests at my mansions and throw my parole parties
Ex criminal turned corporate; elevated my game to worldwide nation
Tippin on paper trippin nia
[Chorus]
[WC]
Big beans or big wings or big screens
Befo' y'all stands a ghetto nigga with big dreams
I throw the dice, close my eyes and rich roll 'em
Take my handkerchief and fold 'em, y'all know the slogan
Riders don't worry multiply shift gears
Toss fingers in the sky, fuck hoes and stay high
The bigger the lick the bigger the hit to cash it all
So whether the
Flow (Da Bomb) Lyrics
[Chamillionaire] Big shots, we switchin' block Big shots, we stretchin' blocks So many, rocks in the watch It looks like connect-the-dots Cribs..we got more spots then dalmations and polka dots You tried to, handcuff your girl, came home to broke locks Swangers..just poking out, Chamillionaire is really seen But if I seen with my heat, it's more then a scary dream Carry green, sa
y ready or not I'm snatchin it all[Chamillionaire] Big shots, we switchin' block Big shots, we stretchin' blocks So many, rocks in the watch It looks like connect-the-dots Cribs..we got more spots then dalmations and polka dots You tried to, handcuff your girl, came home to broke locks Swangers..just poking out, Chamillionaire is really seen But if I seen with my heat, it's more then a scary dream Carry green, sa
Wood grains and chrome frames the mode is hang
A trick that won't sang, transported dem thangs
Fuck the pain, give me a label ain't shit funny
Look I'm tryin to touch that Rush and Lyor Cohen's money
Get the Neville's money and blow doja with my stash on rich
And get my dick licked by the baddest bitch
Fade ya, real boy major with tough shit they ain't got
like three-way pagers, nigga I'm paper trippin
[Chorus]
[Nate Dogg]
Paper is all.. (dolla dolla dolla dolla dollars)
.. (dolla dolla dolla dolla dollars)
.. (dolla dolla dolla dolla dollars)
.. I need
[WC]
Testin testin, broadcastin live
All day unleaded'll go fo' forty-nine
No garbage no cut, just the bomb pow-wow
Gots to get my hands on that new body style
Floss all y
Enigmatic Lyrics
All week I saw it coming Felt you crawling up my spine I am slowly losing air Giving in to confusion All I feel is your presence When not there, waking up To your picture in my hand So wait up! I want to: nevermind Leave me alone Some things never happen But this one always does
ou nigga, toss liquor upAll week I saw it coming Felt you crawling up my spine I am slowly losing air Giving in to confusion All I feel is your presence When not there, waking up To your picture in my hand So wait up! I want to: nevermind Leave me alone Some things never happen But this one always does
A rugged nigga smokin on a cigarette butt
Mashin and I ain't lettin the pedal up
Cause all these songs on my radio ain't ghetto enough
Shutted 'em up with the tank in the cut, I'm sweated to bust
Dub C'zy, fo'ever, gettin 'em up
Hands down I'm the motherfuckin man
Who else could take a gang hop and turn it to a national dance
Givin the fans a glance of a rider saggin his pants
with my rag on my cane standin in a penguin stance, nigga
Worldwidin, ridin, collidin
Fool it's sincerely yours the Ghetto Heisman, paper trippin
[Chorus]
[WC]
Dub C, ghetto extrordinaire, hood fabulous
Comin through with fingers in the air
Y'all know what time it is
[Nate] Nigga I ain't rich yet, I'm still stackin G's
[WC] Dem dolla dolla dollars