What Lyrics are in YOUR head.....
I swag when I surf, now watch me surf and swag......
Im on hypnotic, Exotic
With polo on my body
Got a bad girl beside me
And her friend right behind me
and im swaggin , im surfin
im swaggin , im surfin
im swaggin , im surfin
I'm clean like dish detergent
Off patron
Yeah I'm gone
Purple by the zone
Yea I'm smoking strong
And you know I'm on
cause im swaggin , im surfin
im swaggin , im surfin
im swaggin , im surfin
I'm clean like dish detergent
*Yes, this song is rockin.....*
click, click, BOOM.
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AirMax95, Atlblkz06, LizBiz
Is see you 2, lol. You know you wanna Swag Surf, or figure out WTF it is, lol!
Before I make you too wet, girl you know you want it
Your body's nice, but eh, you need some Luda on it
So find a matress so we can start jookin on it, movin' on it,
Baby cause tonight's the night
For you to rock up on the mic cause I rocks the mic (right)
It's Chris Mind Freak in the back of a rolls
I know magic, proof, and do away with ya clothes
Then come here and let Luda give that body a rub
Cause Damn little mama you thick as a muth
Just how them southern boys like it
Hurry up and get me some punch, I might spike it
Party in my Babsen, yes your invited
So we can make a wet scene and we can win an Oscar
All up in your best dream
Girl I think you know you're driving me crazy
They jingling baby, Go 'head baby!
With two hams in your pants girl, I think you's a crook
Let me touch what's under that-
My boyfriend is better than you...
I had to google swag surfing lol...
U CAN GET FROM UNDER MY UMBRELLA ELLA ELLA
AYE AYE AYE
Originally Posted by Sinfix_15
Dude, YouTube it! Now, lol.....
And get on G-talk.
It's been a long night waiting to sleep the day away and it's been
A long time coming along with me every step of the way oh confinement
Binds you and nothing scares me nothing thrills me I've fooled myself
Into believing that nothing ails me nothing kills me and stagnant time
Is a breeding ground for regrets and wrongdoings and resolutions take
Their time that's if they even come at all always seeking redemption
Through the echoes I've listened and still came up missing these
Wounds will heal and nothing can stop me now
Darkest Hour...
Peanut buttah jelllay, peanut buttah jellay,
now where he at, where he at, where he at, where he at
now they he go, they he go, they he go, they he go
bwahahaha
The Chipmunk
'04 F150 XLT
D.T.B.B.S Crew Member #1
peanut butter jellay, peanut butter jellay,
peanutbutterjelly peanutbutterjelly, peanutjellyandabaseballbat!
i got some oldskool 80's rock in my head, been there for about 2 weeks now.
The sounds-Hurt you.
"I don't wanna hurt you, don't wanna mess with your feelings, its just a matter of trust, for us, for lust.
I don't wanna hurt you, try not to fucking with your feeligs,...."
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ecd3h_BQ5P8
Walked in this place surprised to see
A big girl gettin' busy, just rockin' to the go-go beat
The way she shook her booty sho' looked good to me
I said, 'Come here, big girl, won't you rock my world
Show that dance to me.'
She was doin' the butt. Hey pretty, pretty
When you get that notion, put your backfield in motion, hey
Doin' the butt. Hey sexy, sexy Ain't nothing wrong, if you
wanna do the butt all night long
inside penut butta, outside jelly!
Seven days of the week, seven different chevy's
GAH DAMN YALL...
Look at what I made for you. Never was enough and the world is what I gave to you.
The Chipmunk
'04 F150 XLT
D.T.B.B.S Crew Member #1
I wish I was a little bit taller, I wish I was a baller, I wish I had a rabbit in a hat and a baseball bat and a 6 4 impala... Something like that LOL!
DIAMOND IN TEH BACK
SUNROOF TOP
SITTIN KINDA MEAN W/ A GANGSTA LEAN LIKE MARK AKA XL8MR2W/E
What you know bout J Holiday!?!?!
uh oh.... what you know about that, what you know about that!! *gets crunk*
My boyfriend is better than you...
J Holiday? WTF....you could AT LEAST said Luda.
GTFO my thread, you are the weakest link
http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/jholi...ckofmylac.html scroll down and eat that!!!!J Holiday? WTF....you could AT LEAST said Luda.
GTFO my thread, you are the weakest link
My boyfriend is better than you...
J. Holidays version SUCKED, Luda was WAYYYY better, and teh OG pwns them allhttp://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/jholi...ckofmylac.html scroll down and eat that!!!!
Open the door and exit please......be warned it may hit you where the good Lord split you.
^^^lol!
pwnt
that is damn J Holiday what you talkin bout??
edit: YOU ASS!!!
My boyfriend is better than you...
For some reason after listening to it a bunch of times today I have KiD CuDi's Day n Nite stuck in my head.
Now I was, so fresh and so fly in diamonds
When I stepped up in the club even my eyes was shinin
Bling! A little cute thing said, "What's yo' name?"
I put my necklace in her face and told her read the chain
Oooh ooh, so stuck up, told me shut the fuck up
BLAOW! Ludacris in the ho-oooh-ouse
The needle hit the record, they was playin this song
All the ladies hit the floor and it was EH EH ON
Live forever like Fame, let the Leroys dance
While I'm laid back chillin in my b-boy stance
Could be a little pop lockin if your girl's top droppin
But watch for cockblockin on my coochie stock options
But later for the ASSDAQ, throw 'em on the fast track
Make 'em swip swap Nasty N-A-S pass that
honey in the black cause I'm feelin her curves
He looked down at what I had and said WA WA WORD
Why only serve one when we can serve up two
Then at the bachelor's pad, doin what the Virgos do
And these women so shy but get loud undercover
So we can have sex but I CAN'T BE YOUR LOVERRRRRRRRRRR
[DEF breakdown:] buck buck buck buck buck buck
Ah, ah-ha-ha, ah-ha-ha, ah-ha ah ah-ah SING!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=w3P6f2Rp5CA
this is whats stuck in my head.
who is that?
not bad.
Of course no one said anything about 0:30 being racist
lol you mean the white people being the devil?Of course no one said anything about 0:30 being racist
I can't youtube @ work. damn
Took me from a gun totin' ***** to a Big Boi
Too legit to slip now I got papers on my shit boi
And not just my weapons I'm talkin' 'bout titles and deeds
You payin' rent you can't afford and can't break out of ya lease
I'm out of ya league, I might as well be Ivy
All over ya ass like injections in a stripper's hiney
Rhyming is a skill that requires timing
Like dual ejaculation while my lady's riding
I'm 'bout to cum (I'm 'bout to cum) at the same time
You satisfied? (I'm satisfied) that's how I slang mine
A generation came up under my style
From penetration of the nation when I was just a child
Now, who's really in the critics talk 'bout me
Andre 3000 and three mo' ****** that's really fie
Let me break it down, I get fly at that mouth
I, stay fresh to the hosiery we 'posed to be
Them ****** from the south so
One to the two the three the fo'
Satisfied? (I'm satisfied) Then I'mma hit 'cha some mo'
Hopped out da bed, turned my scale on
took a look at the work and said wasup
yeeeaaaa we gettin money
turn my swagg on jeezy mix
I can cast a spell
See, but you can't tell
Mix a special groove
Put fire inside of you
Anytime you feel danger or fear
Then instantly
I will appear
Yeah oh
I'm every woman
It's all in me
Anything you want done baby
I do it naturally
Whoa whoa whoa
Whoa whoa whoa
that's my song!! Love me some Jeezy!
My boyfriend is better than you...
yeah that song is the shit.
How do I love you
Well let me see
I love you like a lyric loves a melody
Baby, Completely,
Wrapped up in you
How do I need you
well Can't you tell
I need you like a penny needs a wishing well
Baby, Completely
Wrapped up in you
Every now and then
When the world that we're living in's- crazy
You gladly hold me, and carry me through
No one in the world's ever done what you do for me
And I'd be
Sad and lonely
If there were no you...
How do I love you
Well count the ways
There ain't no number high enough
To end this phrase
Baby, Completely
Wrapped up in you
Baa Baa ba ba ba ba Baa Baa Baa
Ba Ba Ba Baa Ba
Baa Baa ba ba ba ba Baa Baa Baa
Ba Ba Ba Baa Ba
Every now and then
When the world that we're living in's, crazy
You gladly hold me, and carry me through
No one in the world's ever done what you do for me
And I'd be
Sad and lonely
If there were no you...
How do I love you
Well don't you know
I love you 'bout as deep as any love can grow
Baby, Completely
Wrapped Up In You
Baby, Completely
Wrapped Up In You
-Garth Brooks...
lol
I'm on a boat and
It's going fast and
I got a nautical themed
pashmina afghan
I'm the king of the world
On a boat like Leo
If you're on the shore,
then you're sure not me-oh
Get the fuck up, this boat is REAL!!!
Fuck land, I'm on a boat, motherfucker (motherfucker)
Fuck trees, I climb buoys, motherfucker (motherfucker)
I'm on the deck with my boys, motherfucker (yeah)
This boat engine make noise, motherfucker
And on the open road we came to a sign
For it was foretold that the weak would inherit
And nothing would change
Here we are at the crossroads, standing face to back
Still afraid to see our eyes
I feel helpless and alone, trapped on the third stone
Sitting here sideways on a cold stone floor
My guitar gently bleeding and wanting more
When I heard a sound come rapping,
Tapping on my door
Hello, I'm happy to meet you
In your confidence is it safe?
Sit down I'm happy to greet you
To feed your greedy dog at the edge of the stage?
But before, before you slam the door
Tell me when, tell me why, tell me what this fucking life is for
We fly through this godless endeavor
We try to explain the black forever
I feel helpless and alone, trapped on the third stone
I feel permanently stoned, this godless endeavor the only cage I've known
Our organic equation has shown it's flaw
Can we agree to disagree on the concept of god?
As I lifted up my brother he said to me
"Abandon naive realism, surrender thought in cold precision"
I feel empty and deranged, denied one last epiphany and ushered from the stage
Thou shalt not question, the role of science is not to eliminate god
As alternative gods multiply science stands accused of theocide
Consume, conform
The children sitting in the trees, they turn to laugh at me
They tell me that I'm insane, but in my mind I know I'm to blame
Alone within my lunacy, dementia fills the void within me
No testament, prayer or diseased lament can heal my wounds
They are so discontent
All the faithful fall onto their knees
And praise the priests of industrial disease
We contemplate oblivion as we resonate our dissonance
In godless random interpretation
The universe still expands, mankind still can't understand
How to define you, so hide your face and watch us exterminate ourselves over you
Welcome to the end my friend, the sky has opened
Real music Motherfuckers.
Real music does not have words all over the place screwing up it's beauty.
Listen to This godless Endeavor by Nevermore. That song is perfect.
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