yaaaaaaaehhhohhhwords_at__bestNovember 9 2005, 02:18:24 UTC
well kevin was his brother so i dont know why i would say that but back to teh important things...
Who's this (DA-DDY-YAN-KEE!) Súmbale mambo pa' que mis gatas prendan los motores Súmbale mambo pa' que mis gatas prendan los motores Súmbale mambo pa' que mis gatas prendan los motores Que se prepararen que lo que viene es pa' que le den (duro!)
Mamita yo se que tu no te me va a quitar (Duro!) Lo que me gusta es que tu te dejas llevar (Duro!) Todos los weekends ella sale a vacilar (Duro!) Mi gata no para de janguear porque
Ella le gusta la gasolina (dame mas gasolina!) Como le encanta la gasolina (dame mas gasolina!) (x2)
Ella prende la turbina No discrimina No se pierde ni un party de marquesina Se acicala va pa la esquina Luce también que hasta la sombra le combina Asesina, Me domina Janguea en carro, motoras, y limosina Llena su tanque de adrenalina Cuando escucha reggaeton en la cocina
Ella le gusta la gasolina (dame mas gasolina!) Como le encanta la gasolina (dame mas gasolina!) (x2)
Aqui yo soy de los mejores, No te me ajores, En la pista nos llaman los matadores, Haces q cualquiera se enamore, Cuando bailas al ritmo de los tambores, Esto va pa las gatas de to colores, Pa las mayores, pa las menores, Pa las que son mas zorras que los cazadores, Pa las mujeres que no apagan sus motores.
Tenemo' tu y yo algo pendiente, Tu me debes algo y lo sabes, Conmigo ella se pierde, No le rinde cuentas a nadie. x2
Súmbale mambo pa' que mis gatas prendan los motores Súmbale mambo pa' que mis gatas prendan los motores Súmbale mambo pa' que mis gatas prendan los motores Que se preparen q lo q viene es pa q le den, duro!
Mamita yo se que tu no te me va' a quitar (duro!) Lo que me gusta es q tu te dejas llevar (duro!!) To los weekenes ella sale a vacilar (duro!!) Mi gata no para de janguiar porq
A ella le gusta la gasolina (dame mas gasolina!!) Como le encanta la gasolina (dame mas gasolina!!) x4
Re: yaaaaaaaehhhohhhevantothemaxNovember 9 2005, 02:21:09 UTC
thats the spanish rappers that we listened to this morning.........duhie!!
whos this??
Don't hate me because I'm beautiful
Fame, fame, I love my calvins Oh
I'm too sexy for my shirt Too sexy for my shirt So sexy it hurts
And I'm too sexy for Milan Milan, New York, and Japan
I'm too sexy for your party Too sexy for your party No way I'm disco dancing
I'm a model Ya know what I mean And I do my little turn on the catwalk Yeah on the catwalk On the catwalk yeah I do my little turn on the catwalk
Don't hate me I'm just like you but better looking Don't hate me, please
I'm too sexy for my bike Too sexy for my bike Too sexy to hike
I can hike
And I'm too sexy for my hat Too sexy for my hat Whatcha think about that?
I'm a model You know what I mean And I do my little turn on the catwalk Yeah on the Catwalk On the catwalk yeah I shake my little toosh on the catwalk
Too sexy for my Too sexy for my Too sexy for my
'Cause I'm a model ya know what I mean And I do my little turn on the catwalk Yeah on the catwalk Yeah on the catwalk I shake my little toosh on the catwalk
I'm too sexy for my dog Too sexy for my dog Poor bow-wow-wog (dog barks twice)
I'm too sexy for my "A" Too sexy for my "A" Dave's going to leave me!
for old times sakewords_at__bestNovember 9 2005, 02:22:20 UTC
idk but remember when you couldnt say whatcha doin without getting this response???
Chorus: Snoop] + (Girl) (Whachu doin?) Nothing chillin at the Holidae Inn (Who you wit?) Me and my peeps won't you bring four of your friends (What we gon' do?) Feel on each other and sip on some Hen One thing leading to another let the party begin
[Chorus: Chingy] + (Girl) (Whachu doin?) Nothing chillin at the Holidae Inn (Who you wit?) Me and my peeps won't you bring four of your friends (What we gon' do?) Feel on each other and sip on some Hen One thing leading to another let the party begin
[Verse 1: Chingy] Peeps call me up {*phone ring*} said it's a ho-tel party Just bring the liquor its already eight shawties I'm on my way (way) let me stop by the store Get a 12 pack of Corona, plus an ounce of 'dro, ya know? Now I'm on Highway 270 to Natural Bridge Road I'm already blowed, hit third I'm a be blowed some mo' Pulled up, stop parked, rims still spinning Valet look like he in the game and must be winning To room 490 I'm headed, on my way up There's three girls on the elevator like wassup I told em follow me they knew I had it cracking B One said ain't you that boy that be on BET? Ya that's me, Ching-a-ling equipped wit much ding-a-ling Knock on the door I'm on the scene of things Busted in, Henny bottle to the face! Fuck it then, feel like my head a toxic waste There's some pretty girls in herre, I heard em whispering Talking bout that's that dude that sing 'Right Thurr' he glistenin I ain't come to talk (talk) I ain't come to sit (sit) What I came for was to find out who I'm gon hit it off wit [Chorus: Snoop + Chingy]
[Verse 2: Chingy] Ma showed up like what's the hold up? Man know what get them wraps and roll up I took a chick in the bathroom seeing what's poppin You know what's on my mind, shirts off and panties dropping Niggaz knocking on the door drunk, and silly The girl said can I be in yo video I'm like yeah!, oh really? Now she naked strip teasing, me I'm just cheesing She gave me a reason to be a damn heathen Handled that, told ol' G, bring tha camera Then I thought about, no footage as I ram her Walked out the bathroom smiling, cats still whiling Sharing the next room wit some girls lookin like they from an island
[Chorus: Snoop + Chingy]
[Verse 3: Ludacris] Stop, drop, KABOOM!, baby rub on ya nipples Some call me Ludacris, some call me Mr. Wiggles Far from little, make ya mammary glands giggle Got 'em under control, the bowl of tender biddles Doc-tor giggles, I can't stop until it tickles Just play a little D and I'll make ya mouth dribble Bits and Kibbles, got 'em all after the pickle I swing it like a bat, but these balls are not whiffle Hit 'em in triples, wit no strikes, stripes, or whistles I ain't felt this good, since my wood lived off a thistle Sippin' some ripple, I got quarters, dimes, and nickels For shizzle dizzle, I'm on a track with the Big Snoop Dizzle Let the Henny trickle, down the beat, wit a ghetto tempo I done blazed the instrumental, laid it plain and simple Getting brain in the rental, I done did it again My eyes chinky, I'm wit Chingy, at the Holidae In
[Chorus: Snoop + Chingy]
[Outro: Snoop Dogg] Yeah, let the party begin, bitch Ching-a-ling Ling, all the way in St. Louis My nigga Chingy, Disturbing Tha Peace Luda, Luda, going hard on you hoes Yeah bitch, bring four of ya friends Meet me at the Holidae In Bring a gang of that Hen, some DSOP Oh wee, and light that sticky icky And we gone do the damn thing Now what I'm talking bout We gon' disturb the peace right now Yeah we ain't doing nothing but chillin We chillin' and nuttin' Know what I'm talking bout, so push the button You know what's happenin', fa shizzle, uh huh Yeah bitch, trying to run from this pimpin' You can't out run the pimpin' bitch, I done told you You can hide in Atlanta You can hide in St. Louis
Who's this
(DA-DDY-YAN-KEE!)
Súmbale mambo pa' que mis gatas prendan los motores
Súmbale mambo pa' que mis gatas prendan los motores
Súmbale mambo pa' que mis gatas prendan los motores
Que se prepararen que lo que viene es pa' que le den (duro!)
Mamita yo se que tu no te me va a quitar (Duro!)
Lo que me gusta es que tu te dejas llevar (Duro!)
Todos los weekends ella sale a vacilar (Duro!)
Mi gata no para de janguear porque
Ella le gusta la gasolina (dame mas gasolina!)
Como le encanta la gasolina (dame mas gasolina!) (x2)
Ella prende la turbina
No discrimina
No se pierde ni un party de marquesina
Se acicala va pa la esquina
Luce también que hasta la sombra le combina
Asesina, Me domina
Janguea en carro, motoras, y limosina
Llena su tanque de adrenalina
Cuando escucha reggaeton en la cocina
Ella le gusta la gasolina (dame mas gasolina!)
Como le encanta la gasolina (dame mas gasolina!) (x2)
Aqui yo soy de los mejores,
No te me ajores,
En la pista nos llaman los matadores,
Haces q cualquiera se enamore,
Cuando bailas al ritmo de los tambores,
Esto va pa las gatas de to colores,
Pa las mayores, pa las menores,
Pa las que son mas zorras que los cazadores,
Pa las mujeres que no apagan sus motores.
Tenemo' tu y yo algo pendiente,
Tu me debes algo y lo sabes,
Conmigo ella se pierde,
No le rinde cuentas a nadie. x2
Súmbale mambo pa' que mis gatas prendan los motores
Súmbale mambo pa' que mis gatas prendan los motores
Súmbale mambo pa' que mis gatas prendan los motores
Que se preparen q lo q viene es pa q le den, duro!
Mamita yo se que tu no te me va' a quitar (duro!)
Lo que me gusta es q tu te dejas llevar (duro!!)
To los weekenes ella sale a vacilar (duro!!)
Mi gata no para de janguiar porq
A ella le gusta la gasolina (dame mas gasolina!!)
Como le encanta la gasolina (dame mas gasolina!!) x4
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whos this??
Don't hate me because I'm beautiful
Fame, fame, I love my calvins
Oh
I'm too sexy for my shirt
Too sexy for my shirt
So sexy it hurts
And I'm too sexy for Milan
Milan, New York, and Japan
I'm too sexy for your party
Too sexy for your party
No way I'm disco dancing
I'm a model
Ya know what I mean
And I do my little turn on the catwalk
Yeah on the catwalk
On the catwalk yeah I do my little turn on the catwalk
Don't hate me
I'm just like you but better looking
Don't hate me, please
I'm too sexy for my bike
Too sexy for my bike
Too sexy to hike
I can hike
And I'm too sexy for my hat
Too sexy for my hat
Whatcha think about that?
I'm a model
You know what I mean
And I do my little turn on the catwalk
Yeah on the Catwalk
On the catwalk yeah
I shake my little toosh on the catwalk
Too sexy for my
Too sexy for my
Too sexy for my
'Cause I'm a model ya know what I mean
And I do my little turn on the catwalk
Yeah on the catwalk
Yeah on the catwalk
I shake my little toosh on the catwalk
I'm too sexy for my dog
Too sexy for my dog
Poor bow-wow-wog
(dog barks twice)
I'm too sexy for my "A"
Too sexy for my "A"
Dave's going to leave me!
And I'm too sexy for this song!
Reply
Chorus: Snoop] + (Girl)
(Whachu doin?) Nothing chillin at the Holidae Inn
(Who you wit?) Me and my peeps won't you bring four of your friends
(What we gon' do?) Feel on each other and sip on some Hen
One thing leading to another let the party begin
[Chorus: Chingy] + (Girl)
(Whachu doin?) Nothing chillin at the Holidae Inn
(Who you wit?) Me and my peeps won't you bring four of your friends
(What we gon' do?) Feel on each other and sip on some Hen
One thing leading to another let the party begin
[Verse 1: Chingy]
Peeps call me up {*phone ring*} said it's a ho-tel party
Just bring the liquor its already eight shawties
I'm on my way (way) let me stop by the store
Get a 12 pack of Corona, plus an ounce of 'dro, ya know?
Now I'm on Highway 270 to Natural Bridge Road
I'm already blowed, hit third I'm a be blowed some mo'
Pulled up, stop parked, rims still spinning
Valet look like he in the game and must be winning
To room 490 I'm headed, on my way up
There's three girls on the elevator like wassup
I told em follow me they knew I had it cracking B
One said ain't you that boy that be on BET?
Ya that's me, Ching-a-ling equipped wit much ding-a-ling
Knock on the door I'm on the scene of things
Busted in, Henny bottle to the face!
Fuck it then, feel like my head a toxic waste
There's some pretty girls in herre, I heard em whispering
Talking bout that's that dude that sing 'Right Thurr' he glistenin
I ain't come to talk (talk) I ain't come to sit (sit)
What I came for was to find out who I'm gon hit it off wit
[Chorus: Snoop + Chingy]
[Verse 2: Chingy]
Ma showed up like what's the hold up?
Man know what get them wraps and roll up
I took a chick in the bathroom seeing what's poppin
You know what's on my mind, shirts off and panties dropping
Niggaz knocking on the door drunk, and silly
The girl said can I be in yo video I'm like yeah!, oh really?
Now she naked strip teasing, me I'm just cheesing
She gave me a reason to be a damn heathen
Handled that, told ol' G, bring tha camera
Then I thought about, no footage as I ram her
Walked out the bathroom smiling, cats still whiling
Sharing the next room wit some girls lookin like they from an island
[Chorus: Snoop + Chingy]
[Verse 3: Ludacris]
Stop, drop, KABOOM!, baby rub on ya nipples
Some call me Ludacris, some call me Mr. Wiggles
Far from little, make ya mammary glands giggle
Got 'em under control, the bowl of tender biddles
Doc-tor giggles, I can't stop until it tickles
Just play a little D and I'll make ya mouth dribble
Bits and Kibbles, got 'em all after the pickle
I swing it like a bat, but these balls are not whiffle
Hit 'em in triples, wit no strikes, stripes, or whistles
I ain't felt this good, since my wood lived off a thistle
Sippin' some ripple, I got quarters, dimes, and nickels
For shizzle dizzle, I'm on a track with the Big Snoop Dizzle
Let the Henny trickle, down the beat, wit a ghetto tempo
I done blazed the instrumental, laid it plain and simple
Getting brain in the rental, I done did it again
My eyes chinky, I'm wit Chingy, at the Holidae In
[Chorus: Snoop + Chingy]
[Outro: Snoop Dogg]
Yeah, let the party begin, bitch
Ching-a-ling Ling, all the way in St. Louis
My nigga Chingy, Disturbing Tha Peace
Luda, Luda, going hard on you hoes
Yeah bitch, bring four of ya friends
Meet me at the Holidae In
Bring a gang of that Hen, some DSOP
Oh wee, and light that sticky icky
And we gone do the damn thing
Now what I'm talking bout
We gon' disturb the peace right now
Yeah we ain't doing nothing but chillin
We chillin' and nuttin'
Know what I'm talking bout, so push the button
You know what's happenin', fa shizzle, uh huh
Yeah bitch, trying to run from this pimpin'
You can't out run the pimpin' bitch, I done told you
You can hide in Atlanta
You can hide in St. Louis
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