Jim Jones - Honey dip

Tekst :

[Chorus: Latiff]
When I m dippin on the grind I get my money quick
But sometimes I wanna lay up wit my honey dip
She be wit me cause she aint like all them other chicks
Let you hit, then she split, that s why I got a honey dip
From the club to the telly you know how it is
Most of the chicks I never tell em where a nigga live
Tryna reach me at my mansion or my mother crib
Hit my cell, hit my two, now I m at my honey dips

[Verse 1: Jim Jones]
Yo we talked about 8, said I was comin thru to hit
Now its wee hours in the mornin and I m drunker than a bitch
Stumblin and shit, I jumped up in the whip
Flipped open the horn like where s my honey dip
And bitch fuck ya man tonite, you know my steelo
Sizzurp wit the Cristal, the corners playin cee-lo
You see me well you jus smile you know we on the le-low
I m whippin thru the town like we boilin up a kilo
Huh, I m tryna dip up in the tele
Dip up in the room, then dip up in her belly
Dip off on Pirelli s, Dip-Sets Fonzarelli
My white t-shirt, lookin dip up in my Pelle
Smokin weed up in the Range
Full speed left lane
Its me against the world, M.O.B. up in my vein
Wit another nigga girl, gettin low to give me brain
If the bitch about the cause you aint gotta spit no game

[Chorus]

[Verse 2: Jr Writer]
You know I m lookin for a honey dip
But I m no dummy, most these bunnies
are money hungry and lookin for a money clip
So after the brother hit
I ll tell a honey dip
She won t see a contact, address nor buddy list
I aint on some hubby shit
That lovey dovey shit its nuttin trick I m suttin slick you couldn t get
enough of it
How a slugger jus slide up thru the check in
Wit that linin on the Wesson
Hundred diamonds on my neck and wrist shit
I m rich bitch, rhymings my profession
Watch how I do this stupid grindin and perfectin
Who s flyer when I step in got em spyin every second, cause that 06
Charger remind em of a 7
Yes man I m so fresh the pro mess wit bread honey
My jeans 800, these are called Red Munkey
The flossin is gone, come talk to a Don fly enough to belong on a
catwalk in Mulan.....holla

[Chorus]

[Verse 3: Juelz Santana]
I got me a lovely chick, I got me a slutty chick, I got em all, but my
favorite one is my honey dip
She get drunk wit me, roll the piff up wit me
Throw singles at other hoes in the strip club wit me
She do anything for jus one quicky
She a nympho chick
For this slow dick
She give no lip, she jus go get
The paper I ask her for, my bitch so quick
Plus she know every Santana song and she don t mind puttin the damn bandana on
Slap her ass tell her dance in this thong
She do it all for daddy
She move it all for daddy...Aye Aye
She get a brick and she boof it all for daddy
Hit the road shake the State Troopers off for daddy
And she bring all that paper back
No short paper back, she sure don t play wit that

[Chorus]

Rotting Christ - Time stands still

Tekst :

Time stands still
Like a sad young boy
Staring at the ground
Making no sound

Time stands still
He refuses to walk
Talking through the lie
Just trying to die

Time stands still
But why move
When I am not warm
Till I taste blood

Time stands still
Like a small blond girl
Just playing dead
Her throat is red

Time the eternal meaning of pain / the only creature to stay
Silent emperor in my dreams / take my soul and strip it

Time stands still
Holding his breath
Begging for a death
But she is deaf

Time stands still
He can wait as i
Kill time and feel
Until you spill

Time stands still
Like I wait for you
Like you are here
When dawn is near

Time stands still
Has embraced my life
Living in the ground
Doesn t make a sound

Time stands still
But why move
When you are not cold
Yet to unfold
From a pill

Time stands still
And he knows I will
Wait till you re shown
For the perfect dawn
You feel

Silent emperor in my dreams

Time stands still
Like a sad young boy
Staring at the ground
To make a sound
Or a kill

Time stands still
He refuses to walk
Talking through the lie
Just trying to die
He will

Time stands still
But why move
When I am not warm
Till I taste blood
From a kill

Time stands still
Like a small blond girl
Just playing dead
Her throat is red
But she feels

Silent emperor in my dreams

Time stands still
Holding his breath
Begging for a death
But she is deaf
And real

Time stands still
He can wait as I
Kill time and feel
Until you spill
Your thrill

Silent emperor in my dreams

GOB - Self appointed leader

Tekst :

Did you think that i was blind?
did you think i couldn t see?
did you think i d just dismiss your betrayal so easily?
sick and tired of your negativity.
sick and tired of your contradictions.
you should understand in order to make change more than
just words and ideologies are needed,
you ve gotta be down to earth, so get it through your head.
nobody appointed you any kind of leader. and to think i once trusted you,
i used to call you friend.
i can forgive but i can t forget,
i won t be hurt by you again.
you ve got it in your mind that you ve been appointed as some kind of leader.
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