Q lyrics
Q lyrics
"Lets Ride Lyrics"
Entrega El Marron Lyrics
Es la maxima expresi?n en la TV y las revistas, lo ves pa' todos los gustos y se te nubla la vista, los infartos aumentaron a?o a a?o por este asunto yo salgo con lente' negro para no morir de un susto Entrega el marr?n, entrega el m
Es la maxima expresi?n en la TV y las revistas, lo ves pa' todos los gustos y se te nubla la vista, los infartos aumentaron a?o a a?o por este asunto yo salgo con lente' negro para no morir de un susto Entrega el marr?n, entrega el m
Q-Tip]
To all the lowriders, and big-riders
Lowride.. what happened in the car yo?
F'real, let a nigga..
Brand new truck, butter soft seat
Four point somethin with a low ride somethin
Ain't nothin better than to ride out the hood with it
Who lookin better and damn you lookin good in it
Take a chance with a nigga in the choice ride
Listen to the CD's I play inside
Mos Def, Jay, Prince, and Stevie
Marvin Gaye, Led Zeppelin, and Biggie
And when the evening is over love
Gonna find a nice spot for the
Jolly Roger Lyrics
In days of old, when ships were bold Just like the men who sailed them and if they showed us disrespect we'd tie them up and flail them often men of low degree and often men of steel who'd make you walk the plank alone or haul you 'round the keel
Rover love In days of old, when ships were bold Just like the men who sailed them and if they showed us disrespect we'd tie them up and flail them often men of low degree and often men of steel who'd make you walk the plank alone or haul you 'round the keel
Do things to make the man in the moon blush
My mind race but I tell my waist don't rush
You's a upper echelon piece
So when you find there's a stash then you don't freak
You wanna nibble on a nigga ear
And do all the things that make a nigga wanna get near
Oh I'm a Queens representative
Get wild by any means my incentive is
When we done, I start it up again
And ride round with you cause you my special friend, uh
[CHORUS]
OOh, me and you I think we should riiiide
Come on come on come on come on
Pretty Lip Lyrics
I'm not the perfect sister I'm just the wounded one I was created to compare I'll quit while she's ahead I've finally found the rent I'll memorize the words to every other line she says She's got pretty little lips
br /> Don't worry just done get insiiide
Come on come on come on come on
The second cut, her ride is like art
We get creative in it when we take it out and spin it
The backseat is the canvas we paintin on
Abstract the word we creatin on
The TV's in the back and the dash too
Got miss napkins and bamboo
Don't worry, the Tip's past the legal one
Outkast's bangin loud in my eardrum
The way the wheels spin cuttin through the still wind
Outsiders lookin in with the ill grin
Fuel injected brand new inspected
Em
Got the Armor All touch, empty out the dutch
No tobacco spillin on my rug clutch
Kick off your shoes show off your peticure
Shake off the blues we all forgettin more
Boy that thing
Stuff that brings ecstasy makin you cling
A little harder than your average hug or grab
Lady tell me this is better than takin a cab
And when you back tell all your girls
You rode around hot-wheelin drinkin, no earl
Vacationin, V up my V8
Just one night we drive and we escape
CHORUS x2
I'm not the perfect sister I'm just the wounded one I was created to compare I'll quit while she's ahead I've finally found the rent I'll memorize the words to every other line she says She's got pretty little lips
br /> Don't worry just done get insiiide
Come on come on come on come on
The second cut, her ride is like art
We get creative in it when we take it out and spin it
The backseat is the canvas we paintin on
Abstract the word we creatin on
The TV's in the back and the dash too
Got miss napkins and bamboo
Don't worry, the Tip's past the legal one
Outkast's bangin loud in my eardrum
The way the wheels spin cuttin through the still wind
Outsiders lookin in with the ill grin
Fuel injected brand new inspected
Em
I Was Confused Lyrics
(Slavens) back home it's the same things are very slow to change by the time the news comes in from L.A. the latest fad is already passe (hey, hey) the clothes and the music and the latest phrase tomorrow has the reek of yesterday everybody wants to keep up wit
issions got tested details perfected (Slavens) back home it's the same things are very slow to change by the time the news comes in from L.A. the latest fad is already passe (hey, hey) the clothes and the music and the latest phrase tomorrow has the reek of yesterday everybody wants to keep up wit
Got the Armor All touch, empty out the dutch
No tobacco spillin on my rug clutch
Kick off your shoes show off your peticure
Shake off the blues we all forgettin more
Boy that thing
Stuff that brings ecstasy makin you cling
A little harder than your average hug or grab
Lady tell me this is better than takin a cab
And when you back tell all your girls
You rode around hot-wheelin drinkin, no earl
Vacationin, V up my V8
Just one night we drive and we escape
CHORUS x2