answers You'll be ready to commit One foot in the ocean And the sand is getting hotter Do you need a "Jump" sign? Come on in, The Water's Fine You know he's
s hot hott) She's on fire (She's hot hott) She is burning up the club now Stop, Drop n roll This girl is on fire (She's hot hott) She's on fire (She'
and no hear though It's real talk, real breath, make it clear hoe! [Chorus: Carolyn Rodriguez] Throw your hood up All my G's represent Turn up your deck
screen door patched or the beefsteak pounded. Never mind pumpin' any water 'Til your parents are caught with the Cistern empty On a Saturday night and that's
when I cut my grass, freeze All you niggaz wanna touch my cash The 40 cal's in the stash, and when I touch I blast Television's in the dash, suede roof
can shoot without bullets, D F to the fullest Should it ever come to light? It's true art, not hype Come strong, take the mic, make sure it's tight I rock
hog-tied hustle with a driving bass Some full throttle, half bottle High saddle rhythm and blues Come on, now try it This Muddy Waters' feeling fine
no, louder, oh, no Drop, drop, my homies that ride chromies Let it pop, pop, at the bar, Budden, them bottles An' them shots, shots, my ladies, it's
what's the bpm? 89, yeah that's fine, feeling like It's summertime. sipping something Potent, hope it's love potion number 9 Damn you fine, from behind
me no cost to pay off my speeding tickets and fines Giving myself up to the Elroy's Doing time on the weekends, all up in the county writin' rhymes It's
ain't no rain Cause all the crops are burning dry Except for the tear in his mama's eye In her eye Everything is fine With one touch The water turns
only fuck me though house with the twin gazebo's Ceelo's, with the Champaigne orders by the waters of Puerto Rico peep the live show featuring Tito rockin' your fly Donna's
may get a meal and we might get more... [[Celestes and Soldier]] It's certainly fine for Sunday... It's certainly fine for Sunday... It's certainly fine
huh, uh huh [Chorus] (Drop drop) - my homies that ride chromies let it (Pop pop) - at the bar Budden them bottles and them (Shots shots) - my ladies it's
fundamentalist? ?Hm that?s a good point, let me think for a bit Oh wait, my mistake, it?s absolute bullshit. Science adjusts it?s beliefs based on what
' these when I cut my grass... freeze All you niggaz wanna touch my cash The 40 cal's in the stash, and when I touch I blast Televison's in the dash,
me no cost to pay off my speeding tickets and fines Giving myself up to the Elroy's Doing time on the weekends, all up in the county writin rhymes It's
