Lil' Jon & the Eastside Boyz Lyrics
Lil' Jon & the Eastside Boyz Lyrics
"I Don't Give A Fuck Lyrics"
Asteroids Lyrics
A million miles away We can run, we can be lost in space Counting down from ten With a spark we can start our life again Who says we can't fly, fly away Who says we can't run, run away... With the asteroids! Writing off our friends All alone we are lost again Writing off our pain, cause we run, run away... With the asteroids! Please don't you ever crash, or or fly or stay in space Please don't you ever crash, or or try and save the day Away and
A million miles away We can run, we can be lost in space Counting down from ten With a spark we can start our life again Who says we can't fly, fly away Who says we can't run, run away... With the asteroids! Writing off our friends All alone we are lost again Writing off our pain, cause we run, run away... With the asteroids! Please don't you ever crash, or or fly or stay in space Please don't you ever crash, or or try and save the day Away and
(feat. Mystikal & Krayzie Bone)
[Lil' Jon] okay....okay....okay....okay....okay....okay....okay.....WHAAA!! OKAY!!
[Chorus (Lil' Jon & The Eastside Boys)]
You ride up to the club ak, I don't give a fuck!
Shakin' yo' ass in the club bitch, I don't give a fuck!
Drinkin' Cris in the V.I., I don't give a fuck!
Talkin' shit 'bout me ak I don't give a fuck!
You gotta pocket fulla money jiga, I don't give a fuck!
You drinkin' off with them ho's bitch I don't give a fuck!
In the club wit yo' pussy click, I don't give a fuck!
Security on my dick bitch, I don't give a fuck!
[Verse 1 - Lil' Jon]
Drop dem bow's on dem muthafuckin' pussy ass niggas,
Drop dem bow's on dem muthafuckin' pussy ass niggas,
I got that Eastside wit me, I don't give a fuck!
Got that Westside wit me, I don't give a fuck!
Drop dem bow's on dem muthafuckin' pussy ass niggas,
Drop dem bow's on dem muthafuckin' pussy ass niggas,
I got that Northside wit me, I don't give a fuck!
All of your time alone How long do ya think it will take Before you go round the bend A permanent spiritual break A borken heart on the mend Somebody comin' just wait Fate Can be your best friend And love Is an accident of Faith Then in the end Here is love Come again I had a girl I know Love me more than life She couldn't figure why Confused to be precise Finally let it go I couldn't get enough of it right, right Fate
We rollin' deep in this bitch so fuck y'all niggas,
We rollin' deep in this bitch so fuck y'all niggas,
I got that dirty south wit me, I don't give a fuck!
I got that midwest wit me, I don't give a fuck!
If security step up we'll crush dem niggas,
If security step up we'll crush dem niggas,
I got that east coast wit me, I don't give a fuck!
I got that west coast with me, I don't give a fuck!
[Chorus]
[Verse 2 - Mystikal]
Man (Man) I do this in spite, my mom ain't married, bitch I'm a bastard!
Nigga I fuck over me, you know what I do to these rappers?
They come in here huffin' and puffin' and screamin' and cussin' and bustin' me
first
Nigga you betta calm yo' ass down unless you excited to see me in person,
I'm rollin' with thugs and felons uhhh, that's cuz it's on killaz,
We gon' teach you ol' punk ass niggas to respect us authority figures,
your goin down boy when we be pourin' up in the club,
You're
No 1 Lyrics
Got to get out more Get in the place Got to work out more And sort out my face I've got all the 'zines that tell me what to eat And I'm tired of being told what to wear on my feet And I don't have the time to get all worked up About the year on the street And it's not my fault, I can find my way Yeah it's not my fault, there goes another day I've been here too long, do I have to change Into what it takes To make it number one? I feel out of favour I
going down boy too bad fuck ya, sorry for ya,Got to get out more Get in the place Got to work out more And sort out my face I've got all the 'zines that tell me what to eat And I'm tired of being told what to wear on my feet And I don't have the time to get all worked up About the year on the street And it's not my fault, I can find my way Yeah it's not my fault, there goes another day I've been here too long, do I have to change Into what it takes To make it number one? I feel out of favour I
Listen let's not get shook,
But I ain't the one to come lookin',
Cuz all I can tell the police is, I am not a crook,
I fuck big fine bitches, my dick get hard, watch it grow,
Then gimme fine head, blow my shotgun, good good don't,
Now tell me that ain't the life,
Tellin' me my niggas ain't for life,
Now tell me that shit ain't tight,
Tell me that y'all wanna be just like me,
I beat these bitches down, I watch these powers up,
Nigga you talkin' shit (huh?!) Ho you better POWER UP!
[Chorus]
[Verse 3 - Krayzie Bone]
Y'all niggas ain't ready for this,
Muthafuckas ain't steady for this,
Cuz y'all still ain't learn,
Nigga got a 4-4 cocked, and a flow so hot make a muthafucka feel that burn,
Niggas ain't workin' wit an earn,
You stay up off my dick don't back talk my nigga finna' get up in 'em,
Back up off of dis nigga, if you dont wanna get fucked up then shut up the talkin',
Barkin' betta block 'em off
Devil Bride, our Erotic Dark Desires Lyrics
Grief... ...It's our splendor. An archaic tragedy of Our erotic dark desires, I'm insane, totally insane Nobody in the funeral, Nobody cries to the solitary coffin This lies under the candle's flame, The flame dance as a sinuous and seductive body of A viper woman There are not flowers in the sad grave, There's a sweet and empty forgetfulness sensation, The blood is the essence of the life, An endless anxiety, without course, But there are still statu
the nigga talkin, sparkin',Grief... ...It's our splendor. An archaic tragedy of Our erotic dark desires, I'm insane, totally insane Nobody in the funeral, Nobody cries to the solitary coffin This lies under the candle's flame, The flame dance as a sinuous and seductive body of A viper woman There are not flowers in the sad grave, There's a sweet and empty forgetfulness sensation, The blood is the essence of the life, An endless anxiety, without course, But there are still statu
Betta watch and dodge and nevermind me call it,
Where da thugs at up in this bitch,
Fuck a nigga up y'all represent,
Gimme some gin, gimme some hen,
Naw just gimme both and I'll mix it all in,
Who wanna take a lil' sip of this sin,
Let me get ya twisted man,
Niggas on fire,
Don't stop droppin' dem that's a lie,
We just won't die,
We come back flyer than ever, higher than ever this time,
We feelin' this rhyme,
So any nigga wanna get involved, what you think you can fuck wit my dogs?,
Nigga you thinkin' you rubbin' us while we're thuggin this,
Did you think you can fuck wit us, BONE, BONE-BONE-BONE-BONE,
You ready to do this the hell with the song,
We ain't gotta tell you it's on,
You know it's poppin' the glock to put a stop to the ho shit,
Y'all still can't fuck wit us and never will because,
We too fuckin' bold, too fuckin cold,
with too many soul-jahs ready to roll with the god damn bones
[Chorus]