[master p] Big ed, fiend, mystikal. You all get in, get the motherfuckin money. And if anybody moves, huh, buck em. It's a 211, don't make it a 187 It
we made it up Big Sean Chorus Man I was made to be greater Made for the grind Made for the lights Made for the shine Verse 2 Big Sean Ay look, less
Drake Yeah, alright uh uh Uh, Low key peter parker flow tell her bring some ace of spades, no sparklers though private flights, no hassle I just park
one I'm heat Get me some, big red so I don't grind my teeth This is deep I take another one and another one And another one, uh oh, here comes the other
relaxin, enjoy the show Comedy with some action, Oh did I mention, sexual tension? Yeah, oh yeah, bet that gets your attention I've been skim breast fed for sex-ed
Uh huh, uh huh, uh huh, uh huh, uh huh, uh huh, uh huh Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Uh huh, uh huh, uh huh, uh huh, uh huh, uh huh, uh huh
, we're relaxing, you're very comfortable, you're very, very Ed. okay. four, three...[fart] Gary phelps: oh my dear god, sir...uh, I can't... Dr. stewart
our enemies We don't hate you but uh, we got a place for ya Cause uh Somebody goin die tonight No limit assassins goin ride tonight (what's up big ed
't live long with a bullet in their bones Nigga, let's go get em, let's go get em Nigga, let's go get em, let's go get em, dawg Now when I say, Big Ed, you say, assassin Big Ed
interpolation of Mobb Deep - "Shook Ones Pt. II"] (chorus with varations till fade) [fan] Oh.. oh.. what? Ohh, did you hear that? Oh, this kid is crazy! Oh man.. oh
.O.) (IS THIS WHAT YOU WANT?) [Joe Budden] You're now hearin hip hop at it's finest I'm just criminal minded The Ed Hardy with the fine fit (oh) Track
m not a half stepper Drink a lot of soda so they call me Dr. Pepper Refuse to compete with BS competition Your name ain't Special Ed so won't you Suckle
Hey Steve, hey Ed, that sounds nice, what is it? Thank you, it?s a, it's an alphabet song I?m working on Oh great, a whole new alphabet, I just learned
now I'm ready My Gucci's feel like Beyonce (Oh oh) And I'ma strut like Tyra in my Dolce's (Oh oh) Looking like a model in my Louis (Oh oh) And my Manolo
'm a real Boss Big Snoop Dogg, yeah he's so sharp On the TV screen and in the magazines If you play me close, you're on a red beam Oh you got a gun
my big leg emma, uh-huh, oh yeah There's a big dilemma 'bout my big leg emma, uh-huh, oh yeah She used to knock me out Until her face broke out There
-fish: Ah, the wife! Ensemble: Oh, the waitress! Thing-fish: An' de waitress too! Ensemble: Oh, the drive... Thing-fish: Oh, 'the drive'! Ensemble
' up Berlin' an' uh boilin' up Co-log-nuh! Co-log-nuh! Galoot co-log-uh-nuh! Thing-fish: (spoken) Oh! do yoseff a favum 'n don't use it! oooooooh! look
