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B.O.B. (Bomb Over Bagdad)

1, 2.. 1, 2, 3; yeah!Inter-national, undergroundThunder pounds when I stomp the ground (Woo!)Like a million elephants with silverback orangutansYou can’t stop a trainWho want some? Don’t come un-pre-paredI’ll be there, but when I leave thereBetter be a household nameWeather man tellin’ us it ain’t gon’ rainSo now we sittin’ in a drop-top, soakin wetIn

So fresh, so clean

Chorus: Ain’t nobody dope as me I’m dressed so fresh so clean (So fresh and so clean clean) Don’t you think I’m so sexy I’m dressed so fresh so clean (So fresh and so clean clean) Ain’t nobody dope as me I’m dressed so fresh so clean (So fresh and so clean clean) I love

Ms. Jackson

[Andre 3000] Yeah this one right here goes out to all the baby’s mamas, mamas… Mamas, mamas, baby mamas, mamas Yeah, go like this CHORUS: Andre 3000 I’m sorry Ms. Jackson [OOOH] I am for real Never meant to make your daughter cry I apologize a trillion times I’m sorry Ms. Jackson [OOOH] I am

Gasoline Dreams

I ride I ride I ride I ride … Don’t everybody like the smell of gasoline?Well burn muthafucka burn American dreams?Don’t everybody like the taste of apple pie?We’ll snap for yo’ slice of life I’m telling you whyI hear that Mother Nature’s now on birthcontrolThe coldest pimp be lookin’ for somebody to holdThe highway up

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