name the song?

Subject: Re: name the song? Wed 13 May 2009, 8:32 pm

Fat rogue wrote:: Hah, sicka than your average Poppa
Twist cabbage off instinct niggaz don't think shit stink
pink gators, my Detroit players
Timbs for my hooligans in Brooklyn
Dead right, if they head right, Biggie there Air Nike
Poppa been smooth since days of Underroos
Never lose, never choose to, bruise crews who
do something to us, talk go through us
Girls walk to us, wanna do us, screw us
Who us? Yeah, Poppa and Puff (ehehehe)
Close like Starsky and Hutch, stick the clutch
Dare I squeeze three at your cherry M-3
(Take that, take that, take that, haha!)
Bang every MC easily, busily
Recently niggaz frontin ain't sayin nuttin (nope)
So I just speak my piece, (c'mon) keep my piece
Cubans with the Jesus piece (thank you God), with my peeps
Packin, askin who want it, you got it nigga flaunt it
That Brooklyn bullshit, we on it

MEHHHHhh

would that happen to be biggie?

Subject: Re: name the song? Wed 13 May 2009, 8:33 pm

Cheapshot wrote:

Cheapshot wrote:: I dont wear tight jeans like da white boys
but i do get wasted like da white boys
now im lookin for a bitch to suck dis almond joy,
said she gotta stop succin cuz her jaws sore,
gotta bitch on da couch, bitch on da floor

Bet none of you guys can figure this one out.

Gucci Mane

Subject: Re: name the song? Wed 13 May 2009, 8:33 pm

Omgomg wrote:

Cheapshot wrote:

Cheapshot wrote:: I dont wear tight jeans like da white boys
but i do get wasted like da white boys
now im lookin for a bitch to suck dis almond joy,
said she gotta stop succin cuz her jaws sore,
gotta bitch on da couch, bitch on da floor

Bet none of you guys can figure this one out.

T pain missin you

Wrong

Subject: Re: name the song? Wed 13 May 2009, 8:34 pm

BurgerKang wrote:

Fat rogue wrote:: Hah, sicka than your average Poppa
Twist cabbage off instinct niggaz don't think shit stink
pink gators, my Detroit players
Timbs for my hooligans in Brooklyn
Dead right, if they head right, Biggie there Air Nike
Poppa been smooth since days of Underroos
Never lose, never choose to, bruise crews who
do something to us, talk go through us
Girls walk to us, wanna do us, screw us
Who us? Yeah, Poppa and Puff (ehehehe)
Close like Starsky and Hutch, stick the clutch
Dare I squeeze three at your cherry M-3
(Take that, take that, take that, haha!)
Bang every MC easily, busily
Recently niggaz frontin ain't sayin nuttin (nope)
So I just speak my piece, (c'mon) keep my piece
Cubans with the Jesus piece (thank you God), with my peeps
Packin, askin who want it, you got it nigga flaunt it
That Brooklyn bullshit, we on it

MEHHHHhh

would that happen to be biggie?

Mhm

Subject: Re: name the song? Wed 13 May 2009, 8:35 pm

Cheapshot wrote:

Omgomg wrote:

Cheapshot wrote:

Cheapshot wrote:: I dont wear tight jeans like da white boys
but i do get wasted like da white boys
now im lookin for a bitch to suck dis almond joy,
said she gotta stop succin cuz her jaws sore,
gotta bitch on da couch, bitch on da floor

Bet none of you guys can figure this one out.

T pain missin you

Wrong

Gucci Mane wasted

har har

Subject: Re: name the song? Wed 13 May 2009, 8:35 pm

Fat rogue wrote:

BurgerKang wrote:

Fat rogue wrote:: Hah, sicka than your average Poppa
Twist cabbage off instinct niggaz don't think shit stink
pink gators, my Detroit players
Timbs for my hooligans in Brooklyn
Dead right, if they head right, Biggie there Air Nike
Poppa been smooth since days of Underroos
Never lose, never choose to, bruise crews who
do something to us, talk go through us
Girls walk to us, wanna do us, screw us
Who us? Yeah, Poppa and Puff (ehehehe)
Close like Starsky and Hutch, stick the clutch
Dare I squeeze three at your cherry M-3
(Take that, take that, take that, haha!)
Bang every MC easily, busily
Recently niggaz frontin ain't sayin nuttin (nope)
So I just speak my piece, (c'mon) keep my piece
Cubans with the Jesus piece (thank you God), with my peeps
Packin, askin who want it, you got it nigga flaunt it
That Brooklyn bullshit, we on it

MEHHHHhh

would that happen to be biggie?

Mhm

Hypnotize

Subject: Re: name the song? Wed 13 May 2009, 8:36 pm

Omgomg wrote:

Cheapshot wrote:

Omgomg wrote:

Cheapshot wrote:

Cheapshot wrote:: I dont wear tight jeans like da white boys
but i do get wasted like da white boys
now im lookin for a bitch to suck dis almond joy,
said she gotta stop succin cuz her jaws sore,
gotta bitch on da couch, bitch on da floor

Bet none of you guys can figure this one out.

T pain missin you

Wrong

Gucci Mane wasted

har har

GOD FUCKIN DAMN IT FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK.
lol.
Correct.

Subject: Re: name the song? Wed 13 May 2009, 8:36 pm

Fat rogue wrote:

BurgerKang wrote:

Fat rogue wrote:: Hah, sicka than your average Poppa
Twist cabbage off instinct niggaz don't think shit stink
pink gators, my Detroit players
Timbs for my hooligans in Brooklyn
Dead right, if they head right, Biggie there Air Nike
Poppa been smooth since days of Underroos
Never lose, never choose to, bruise crews who
do something to us, talk go through us
Girls walk to us, wanna do us, screw us
Who us? Yeah, Poppa and Puff (ehehehe)
Close like Starsky and Hutch, stick the clutch
Dare I squeeze three at your cherry M-3
(Take that, take that, take that, haha!)
Bang every MC easily, busily
Recently niggaz frontin ain't sayin nuttin (nope)
So I just speak my piece, (c'mon) keep my piece
Cubans with the Jesus piece (thank you God), with my peeps
Packin, askin who want it, you got it nigga flaunt it
That Brooklyn bullshit, we on it

MEHHHHhh

would that happen to be biggie?

Mhm

Juicy?
Hypnotize?
Big Poppa?
idk.

Subject: Re: name the song? Wed 13 May 2009, 8:37 pm

Dope bowl crack, now we getting mad
But we ain't really lost cuss we can ice-a-toil dat ass
When we bringing route, bring it to ya doe
Money on the flo, bring money to the door

Subject: Re: name the song? Wed 13 May 2009, 8:39 pm

Who says there is no use for the dearly departed
Just make a fist and the party has started
Show appreciation for the dead
They never complain about giving head

Fista Corps

Fits your hand just like a glove
Now embrace that necro love
Nothing finer than rotten vagina
Oh how sweet, the rancid meat

Fista Corps

And now sweet corpse, one last caress
As I fondle a putrid breast
Now you fist bang the open vag-anus
Just kick the bucket, and we'll make ya famous

Fista Corps
_______________________________________
lmao its a fucked up song its funny tho

Subject: Re: name the song? Wed 13 May 2009, 8:41 pm

Yo I'm up in the club and the parties jumpin'
Bitches passin' by and their eyeball fuckin'
I'm drinkin' crystal now they're tryin' to kiss me
Sayin' Funny Man can you sign my tities
Now I got four bitches in the back of my rover
The fantastic four sayin' funny can I blow ya
Three were preppy and one was scene
So three for me and one for Charlie

Hehe Hur hur hur

Subject: Re: name the song? Wed 13 May 2009, 8:42 pm

BurgerKang wrote:

Fat rogue wrote:

BurgerKang wrote:

Fat rogue wrote:: Hah, sicka than your average Poppa
Twist cabbage off instinct niggaz don't think shit stink
pink gators, my Detroit players
Timbs for my hooligans in Brooklyn
Dead right, if they head right, Biggie there Air Nike
Poppa been smooth since days of Underroos
Never lose, never choose to, bruise crews who
do something to us, talk go through us
Girls walk to us, wanna do us, screw us
Who us? Yeah, Poppa and Puff (ehehehe)
Close like Starsky and Hutch, stick the clutch
Dare I squeeze three at your cherry M-3
(Take that, take that, take that, haha!)
Bang every MC easily, busily
Recently niggaz frontin ain't sayin nuttin (nope)
So I just speak my piece, (c'mon) keep my piece
Cubans with the Jesus piece (thank you God), with my peeps
Packin, askin who want it, you got it nigga flaunt it
That Brooklyn bullshit, we on it

MEHHHHhh

would that happen to be biggie?

Mhm

Juicy?
Hypnotize?
Big Poppa?
idk.

Hypnotize dawg trust meh.

Subject: Re: name the song? Wed 13 May 2009, 8:43 pm

Rydiaa wrote:

BurgerKang wrote:

Fat rogue wrote:

BurgerKang wrote:

Fat rogue wrote:: Hah, sicka than your average Poppa
Twist cabbage off instinct niggaz don't think shit stink
pink gators, my Detroit players
Timbs for my hooligans in Brooklyn
Dead right, if they head right, Biggie there Air Nike
Poppa been smooth since days of Underroos
Never lose, never choose to, bruise crews who
do something to us, talk go through us
Girls walk to us, wanna do us, screw us
Who us? Yeah, Poppa and Puff (ehehehe)
Close like Starsky and Hutch, stick the clutch
Dare I squeeze three at your cherry M-3
(Take that, take that, take that, haha!)
Bang every MC easily, busily
Recently niggaz frontin ain't sayin nuttin (nope)
So I just speak my piece, (c'mon) keep my piece
Cubans with the Jesus piece (thank you God), with my peeps
Packin, askin who want it, you got it nigga flaunt it
That Brooklyn bullshit, we on it

MEHHHHhh

would that happen to be biggie?

Mhm

Juicy?
Hypnotize?
Big Poppa?
idk.

Hypnotize dawg trust meh.

Its Hypnotize wowzers

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