(You I found) I hang you up and then I pull you down (Pull you down) I hang you up and then I pull you down (Pull you down) I hang you up and then
'm talkin armageddon shit, they "Yes, you the Marines" Ain't gon be no chance, you bout to go to sleep Hit you where you breathe and then you feelin like
wait till tomorrow Maybe he'll ride on again The yellow-haired lady was buried at sunset The stranger went free, of course For you can't hang a man
' real good to you I treat you sweet, take you out at night But you never say thanks girl, that ain't right I bought you diamonds even gave you pearls I took you
all over the grass Then his little hound dog will eat them up fast Last as long as you can my man 'Cause when that chicken head hits the fan, you got
chick walks by you wish you could sex her But you're standing on the wall like you was Poindexter Next days function high class luncheon Food they're serving, you
' to see, girl is you drunk Well tell me why you leanin' all on me? And if you thinkin' I'mma stink you trippin' I pull up in an Expedition wit da roof lift You
Bring It Up Js On Your Feet But You Cant Get These You Wear Wats Unbrown White, And Yellow Till You Breeze Ill Go To Saint Louis Let My Chain Hang Low Con Every Yellow
Through Da South Off Tha Window Hangin Out Ohh There Go Stupid Let Me Hang All The Way Out Tell Em Take Me Through Da South Off Tha Window Hangin Out
And Now Caint Get Up Js On Your Feet But You Cant Get These You Wear Wats Unbrown White, And Yellow Till You Breeze Ill Go To Saint Louis Let My Chain Hang Low conary Yellow
at Iceland Hang with penguins, like that's my reason (That's my reason) Like Berkley we'll find the part that's freezin' Last time you seen Nelly, snowin' in June You
dangerous niggas Lil Kim and Black Rob yellow man P Diddy, the moment you all been waitin' for Murder yeah, ha ha yeah What y'all riffin' about, hang
, but you ain't, you fuck around an crumble Then you come up short on yo bundle An plus the dope fiends be gafflin', rolled out all yo scratch You broke, so you
of money and didn't panic Yeah, on my road to the riches Baby-blue diamonds and them hot yellow bitches You can't cancel our Christmas Italian roadsters, high yellow
em ketch up you hungry then you better lick em,you wanna see a cracker up close theres a picked one speaking of a picked one we get up crunk way it up
Check it out, check it out, check it out, Got my man yellow .. in the house Set it off quick .. anywhere I'm in the house ..four bags you can get in this
] You must be outta ya mind You think you f-cking with us Suck on these nuts Bitch hang it up, this game is over [Crooked I] Takeoff, you invited inside