, a techno D-day We waited on Omaha beach We waited and we waited Behind me in the booth was the techno crew Ready with the crucial beats Still they
so that you and me could go to the beach in relative safety. That's right. Made America safe for the likes of you and me. And so we sing this song in
'm still in love with you Pretty darlin' you my pretty darlin' You pretty darlin you my pretty darlin' Baby Don't you ever tell me that you're leaving Now that you got me to believe in You
mow Why don't you come around and show your face? Papa-oom-mow-mow Papa-oom-mow-mow The weirdest sound--I can't figure it out-- I can't believe this sound makes me
this I want y'all to bounce wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me Bounce Brat, Missy, JD Come on [Missy Elliott:] Yo, come here baby, let me kiss ya Let me
walk away You put that ass on me and make me stay Girl I'm feeling so deceived You got me feeling so confused, no I gots to get with you Lay up and
You gave me nothing at all, now let me give it to you You taught me how to be cruel, now let me try it on you How do you abuse me, let me count the ways
your loaf like you was wonder the bread Sheek, Zeke, Hell Rell, and I got some in the Feds I contradict what ever the government says For them boys on
still a man, There's just some things you gotta understand Girl you know I ride for you, But sometimes you just put me through, Sooo much, when I wanna get with you
names on them Want 'em, come get 'em niggas, ya'll know where to get at me Look at me, now pass me, maybe you can be half me You bastards, I'm laughin
Want 'em, come get 'em n*ggas, ya'll know where to get at me Look at me, now pass me, maybe you can be half me You bastards, I'm laughin', bullets stickin
them! Want em, come get 'em niggaz, y'all know where to get at me Look at me, now pass me, maybe you can be half me You bastards, I'm laughin, bullets
them Want 'em, come get 'em n*ggas, ya'll know where to get at me Look at me, now pass me, maybe you can be half me You bastards, I'm laughin', bullets
, do you even care that yo boy is still alive? (uhh) Ain't seen you since '83, hello to you to (damn) Guess I was unimportant, and you had to do you Sad
't stop Mackin' hoes in your Six Tray Chevrolet drop Spittin' game to the finest Northern Cali has to offer me Ocean front party on the beach Hoes jockin' me
the Cannon Lay in fours, get, kid you stuck wherever you standing Lay you on the strip, play you for a bitch, you punk Pussy, you dealin' with crumbs
Verse 3:] You know big-breast girls Never ever pay rent They meet the Rich Boys Throw D's on that Bitch Lease on The Whip Beach on the weekend Hotel suite
the microphone you listen You're missing the point, kid spark the joint It's the way that you live, when you're a lucky boy This recipe yeah you know me