![]() | mr. serv-on - Hood Made Me (Feat. Calicoe D - Life Insurance Download Free http://tunezforfree.blogspot.com/ for more music from mr. serv-on - Hood Made Me (Feat. Calicoe Da - Life Insurance 2 (Heart Muzik) |
![]() | PLAY IT LOUD KLC Feat: FIEND & CALICOE |
![]() | Play It Loud Video Footage of KLC's video Play it Loud featuring Fiend and Calicoe. This footage was shot in New Orleans at Street Customs Rim Shop. |
![]() | Paul McCartney Québec 2008 Arrivée après le test de son en pm, after the sound check,pour voir l'autographe de près,voir le lien. If you want to see Paul McCartney's autograph, take this link http://calicoe.deviantart.com/art/Macca-touched-this-paper-3-92359212 |
![]() | FAT 2S DAY (VICE) Heartbreaker B. performs at The Red Stick Massacre Masquerade Ball 2007 at The Tiger Bar. in Tigerland Baton Rouge, LA. |
![]() | Bizzy Bone- One Night Stand [ Chorus ] ('cuz I know I'm son of the survivor -vivor -vivor.....) Get up and wash my ass and damn, she was just another one night stand for big dick daddy, 'case you heard 'cuz she was just another one night stand, 'cuz she was just another one Get up and wash my ass and damn, she was just another one night stand for big dick daddy, 'case you heard 'cuz she was just another one night stand. 'cuz she was just another one Get up and wash my ass and damn, she was just another one night stand for big dick daddy, 'case you heard [ Bizzy Bone ] Remember when you're all alone, my cellular phone Was turned off, smokin' burners with my dogs, and it's all good baby Everyone who steal the flow, all y'all some hoes Shermed out, let's make some mo' money, I'm kinda hungry, it's all good, haters I don't wanna rock 'em if they study another Bone role Will they do the run in when their comin', when I'm rollin' in my home A son of a bitch, I gotta cough, cough in the summer Love of thug nigga, from my calico, I felt I was losin' my mind There was some other kind, really wanna smoke the weed, after you swallow me And try not to follow me, blind, find me 69 Real lit, smokin', the finest vintage wine, talkin' bout time with me And you wanna to be something, more than just a dime to me [ Chorus ] [ Bizzy Bone ] The bitch can cut me, fuck my homies Be a dyke and spike my Hennessy, have babies by one of my enemies (then, then) [ Find more Lyrics at www.mp3lyrics.org/xdo ] Come and pretend she wanna be grinned They probably, wanna send me to the end of the cliff Inherit all of my chips and then go spend it with another nigga Well, in my shit and lickin' my lick, nobody does it better than the Rip That's the shit, welcome the widow, keeping the pistol grip Under my pillow, well, when you peep out the window, it's so cold. Get in 'fore the wind blow No hoes allowed -lowed -lowed. Get in 'fore the wind blow No hoes allowed, no hoes allowed, no hoes allowed That bitch can cluck and fuck my homies Be a dyke and spike my Hennessy, have babies by one of my enemies, then,then, then Man the chicks can cut me, fuck my homies Be a dyke and spike my Hennessy, have babies by one of my enemies, then, then, then, then, then [ Chorus ] [ Bizzy Bone ] I woke up early in the mornin' with my glock, you're fine, yawnin' Smellin' like last night's Hen, 'til the crack of dawn we get it on Then again, nigga reel it down from me, just 'cuz we're T-H-U-Gs But the money was abundant, start up my family tree Eager to move, we live and we die in Cleveland, that same week or sell speakers Bid for insurance, and that ass won't free my people with warrants Over there, come call us, all this over a hoe My homeboy has no dough and wants to force it, let me know What a crazy ass life, play me right, don't play me twice Damn, I'm a grown man, getting in big fights, It'd be nice to settle down Yeah right, yeah right, yeah right, yeah right, yeah right, yeah right Man, a bitch can't cut me. fuck my homies, homies, homies, homies (I'm still high) And be a dyke and spike my Hennessey, then, then, then (it's all right.) Have babies by one of my enemies, have babies by one of my enemies (I'm still high) Phone jury, call the police, they can never hold me. (I'm still high) Eventually, you're gonna remember me [ Chorus: til end ] |
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![]() | Yukmouth Ft. T-Pain - 44 Song Title: 44 Artist: Yukmouth Ft. T-Pain Album: Single Year: 2008 Genre: Hip-Hop =============================== Lyrics: (Rio) God damn! Make it rain on these ho's Shorty ass, drop it like a 6-4 (6-4) You want some more money you can get more (get more) Baby won't you tell why the hit for (hit for) I'm a treat that ass like a po po (po po) Here we go Lock... load... bust... spray (ah hah) Lock... load... bust... spray (ah hah) Lock... load... bust... spray Shorty tell me why the hit for (hit for) Yeah shorty drop that ass like a 6-4 And if she want some more money she could get more The Louis bag full of cash, what they hittin' for I'm about to throw it in the sky watch it hit the floor Now get low, get low, get your dough girl You must got the green light 'cause you go girl I make it rain and watch you swing around the pole girl Then I'm a treat that ass like the po po girl (that's classy) Unload girl (go) Girl, shake what your momma gave ya The boss player make 'em drop it like a hot potato Yeah, I make 'em drop it like a hot potato I'm poppin' rubberbands man 'cause I got the paper Poppin' bottles like I shot the game, win the layup Sexual eruption, Ma the ho's want to lay ya (the power) Calico bussin', let the po po spray ya 'Cause little mamma got the bomb like Al Qaida Shorty ass, drop it like a 6-4 (6-4) You want some more money you can get more (get more) Baby won't you tell why the hit for (hit for) I'm a treat that ass like a po po (po po) Here we go Lock... load... bust... spray (ah hah) Lock... load... bust... spray (ah hah) Lock... load... bust... spray Shorty tell me why the hit for (hit for) (Yeah, yeah) Shorty put it on me, she got that whipper pill I gave her 50 bills, now that's the TIP drill Like DJ Drama, 5000 one's Soon as the money gone another 5000 comes And I don't count the one's, I just throw the stacks Like a quarterback, then mommy throw it back Bust it wide open, mommy throw it back I'm about to cock the .44 and unload the gat Woah, woah, slow down baby We in the VIP it could go down baby And what it's sittin' for, I throw the dough down baby Then I'm treat that ass like a full pound baby Lock... load... bust... spray (bddah) Me up in your mouth is like eatin' a payday (hah) We'll keep it on the low like free at AJ (shhh) We could make a sex tape like Kim and Ray-J (ay, ay) Shorty ass, drop it like a 6-4 (6-4) You want some more money you can get more (get more) Baby won't you tell why the hit for (hit for) I'm a treat that ass like a po po (po po) Here we go Lock... load... bust... spray (ah hah) Lock... load... bust... spray (ah hah) Lock... load... bust... spray Shorty tell me why the hit for (hit for) Thanks To: DJ LilTam |
![]() | The Calico System Set Part 2 At New Brookland Tavern Part 2 of The Calico System's set at New Brookland Tavern |
![]() | Electronic Orphans - Episode 1 Electronic Orphans / Huérfanos Electrónicos .: Episode I - The city without a hero Translator & Timer: Sonucais Stylists: Rule and Satalin |
![]() | Calico Street Music Video Calico spitting words to a mixtape track! Video directed by C-Le! |