Drag-on lyrics

Drag-on lyrics

"Spit These Bars lyrics"

I Love Every Little Thing About You lyrics
Though they say you're not my friend You've been here through thick and thin And for that little girl I love ya And all I want to do is talk about ya. I'm here to say I love you more each day And I just want to tell the world That I love you so. Though they put me down because I love you as much as I do But they don't know
(Swizz Beatz)
Double R
Right Now
We ain't playin' wit y'all
We ain't playin' wit y'all
Stop playin' Drag

(Verse 1)-Drag-On
A-yo I spit these bars to make ya head shake
Fuck bitches 'til the bed break
Let's see how much lead you can take
Never let a nigga pay for what I give away
We can all share
Clip to my waist it's all spare
So run dammit, run 
When I bust my gun
I miss none
Put y'all in critical condition
I'm the talk of the town when it comes to fuckin' bitches
Or layin' niggas down
Drag bust the most rounds
While y'all niggas dibble and dabble
The shit I pull up wit
It'll feel like it grabs you
We ain't fuckin' I had you
Shit I know Drag'll be glad to
If I had to
Soon as she in the bathroom
I'm in her ass too
Gott
Shame On Me lyrics
I know you wanna talk And tell me about your day But i keep wandering off Oooh how your hair... falls in front of your face While you try to keep it up I've always paid attention to your point of view But now i want to focus on the rest of you Shame on me wanting you The way i fantasize about What i'd give, what i'd do
a six shot shooter That'll pop thru ya Glock ruger In case I call my block movers State troopers on my ass Shit let me see them touch 160 on the dash My Z look pretty when it's fast I bet 50 I'ma juice the city before I pass And if you wanna catch fire better step on the gas The opposite of H2O Wanna be a hero When the fires on Y'all won't even see ya moms Even if she was screamin' at the top of her lungs Niggas either burn to the bone or leave the shit alone In case of a fire never take the elevator Walk 2 flights hold ya breath and take the steps (Uhh) (Hook)-Swizz Beats Do my ladies run this uhh-huh Yes they do run this mutha-uhh-huh Do my ballers run this uhh-huh Yes they do run this mutha-uhh-huh Do my mamis run this uhh-huh Yes they do run this
Blind lyrics
Where would we be without the sand and the sea? Without a little help from the birds and the bees? My family tree depends on the future of a plea, I get down on my knees Now's our time to release and make peace with our conscience We wanna break through, and set a precedence; a new way of thinking Can you walk on by without your cold eyes blinkin
mutha-uhh-huh Do my dogs run this uhh-huh Yes they do run this mutha-uhh-huh (Verse 2)-Drag-On A-yo I only fuck bitches that's flexible Ankle touch neck sex incredible When Drag about to spark cats Ain't no bargin wit that When my gun spit it say "Where The Target At?" Cuz I'm fire so I speaks wit heat So let me walk that walk Cuz like a teacher I'ma talk wit chalk That'll outline y'all like a fresh pair of Nikes Stay wit those Even if I'm bare toed you see the stripe I leave blood stains on sponges Cum stains on comforters I leave rooms foggy 'Til where y'all can't find me Keep a bad mami Twisting up the green scent Like tangerine face out of a magazine Like ebony On the block I pump the ivory Never pay for show I only fuck wit those that never at
I Got An Attitude lyrics
Aurally potent, lethal, bust steady Man your battle stations, I'm ready Cold gettin bigger, an idol-like figure Play me if you want and make like a trigger Squeeze off your best, you can huff and puff But it's kiddie stuff because your best ain't good enough Stand on attention, your body in line This ain't your average rhyme, if it is, it ain't m
e before That means no food, no cars and just skip bail The only thing on they plate is no more than fish scale The blow you only know about is the air outside I have nightmares before I sleep I pray y'all fry For a pie I lay out guys Cuz what I keeps layin' on my dresser Keeps layin' niggas on top of stretchers Lightweight but I give off pressure in all measures Never chase treasures Flame niggas for pleasure Red/Gold vest Bullets go thru tef Got better double R 2 letter (Nigga) (Hook) 2x's Do my ladies run this uhh-huh Yes they do run this mutha-uhh-huh Do my ballers run this uhh-huh Yes they do run this mutha-uhh-huh Do my mamis run this uhh-huh Yes they do run this mutha-uhh-huh Do my dogs run this uhh-huh Yes they do run this mutha-uhh-huh
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