A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z #

Aaron Neville lyrics : "Every Day"

(feat. Master P, Mia X)

Ungh! (let's get ready to rumble)

Where ya from Where ya from (ya heard me)
That 3rd Ward. Time to start this fight, you $#&@in right
(*##$, get off me, buckle up ^!$$%!


[Chorus:]


Who run this (*##$, we run this (*##$
That bout it %#@!, we started this %#@!
Cause ain't no party like a No Limit party

I'm a No Limit Soldier for life

So $#&@ ya'll (*##$es ($#&@ y'all ^!$$%z)

$#&@ ya'll (*##$es ($#&@ y'all ^!$$%z)
Cause all hoes suck dick
(All ^!$$%z lick lips)


[Mia X]
^!$$%, I bet you gotta (*##$ on the side

But I gotta 9 on mine and it's about that time
That I spit the game like it's supposed to be spat
Cause ^!$$%z ain't worth %#@! except for lickin cat

And fixin flats, after I done stuck yo %#@!
Cause I'm the wrong ghetto (*##$ to be $#&@in with
The roughest (*##$, you wouldn't wanna bust them, (*##$

If I'm the same ho that had your mama huffin, (*##$
And puffin, (*##$, and yes I'm known to suck some quick
Cause I done told you once before the ladies run this %#@!

We run this %#@!, ever since the last true lick
And yet ya punks still screamin all hoes suck dick
But $#&@ that %#@!, cause ^!$$%z love to suck them lips

And lick that !@$%, and pay yo (*##$ to lay yo (*##$
To say they hit, ho stuntin $$# tricks
Uh uh, sweatin tired sayin they quit

Is that it
Now ain't that fake
No stars for your chest, I coulda had a V8

Mia X is known to take a ^!$$% for his keys and Gs
Government and### and then they extra fun
Cause all ^!$$%z buy #~!!@, cry for #~!!@, lie for #~!!@

Live for #~!!@, steal for #~!!@
Rap for #~!!@, kill for #~!!@
Even though they try to stunt

They leave they folks stuck out behind a fat, hairy cunt
Up front, when a ^!$$% start to trip
Ha ha, laugh dead in they face cause they just talkin %#@!


(Do the ladies run this mutha$#&@a, hell, yeah)
Do the ^!$$%z run this mutha$#&@a, hell, yeah


[Chorus]


(*##$ get off me ((*##$ get off me)
(*##$ get off me ((*##$ get off me)
Buckle up, ^!$$%, here it go, ^!$$%

Buckle up, ^!$$%, here it go, ^!$$%

[Silkk]

I'm so gangstafied, stay high till I die
Smoke for free, I reply not with me
Cause I get cheese,

Nothin comes free but this dick and gum
I be fresh up outta gum, cause I be to my last one
Ya'll ^!$$%z got the game backwards,

Buyin dinner then $#&@
I $#&@s first, and say $#&@ dinner
Then I hits and cut

Because if you want to get paid, be a hooker
See this ho, run and borrowin nothin
But dope, money, and #~!!@

Now ^!$$%z sell dope to make money to spend on hoes
But I, $#&@s hoes, and make them hoes buy my clothes
from head to toe, Converse on my feet

You call me young Spanish flyer
I took them hoes in heat
Now I'm a peep this game, as I see the game unfold
Now hoes be tryin to get for the money
The whole truck load, but $#&@ hoes

Then I duck, cut, hit em then I slit em
I spit game to em, and then I bet you I'ma get em
I $#&@s one hoe two hoe three hoe four
And if I get some condoms, I'ma $#&@ some more
Now if you know Silkk, you know that I be plottin

Your girlfriend, she be down
I catch her on the rebound like I was robbin her

[Chorus]


So $#&@ ya'll hoes (suck these holes)
$#&@ ya'll hoes (suck these holes)
Ain't no party like a No Limit party
I'm a No Limit soldier for life
So buckle up, ^!$$%, guard your grill, ^!$$%

Here go the trigga, duck down, ^!$$% (Blue!)

[Master P]
(*##$ you bout, bout what, suckin dick
I ain't gon tell ya partnas that you did me and my homey in
You (*##$es is crazy, tryin to have my baby

Sniffin on my riches, ho, suck some daisies
I'm spreadin rumors on you hoes like I'm in social clubs
What about me, you, yo sista in my bathtub
You lookin fine in yo DKNY
Versace on yo eyes, bags on yo side
Yo (*##$ don't get rolled, and yo earrings hang side to side
Yo rent no Lexus, damn, let's go take a ride

Cause if you was a part on a car you'd be a fender
Cause underneath all that expensive %#@! (*##$ you a pretender
If suckin dick was a crime, you'd get 25 to life
Oh , Miss Thang, I ain't mad at you for bein with somebody else
Why, see I'm from the south, I keep hoes in the chicken coop
I got (*##$es lined up in they birthday suit
You want me to### in your #~!!@, I'm a### in your throat

And if the rubber pop, then swallow ho
Cause all hoes suck dick
I ain't Too $hort, but $#&@ you, (*##$

[Chorus]

So $#&@ you hoes ($#&@ them ^!$$%z)

$#&@ you hoes ($#&@ them ^!$$%z)
Shake that $$#, ho (trick that cash, ho)
Bounce that azz, (*##$ (break me off, (*##$)

[Chorus]

So ride the dick, ho (grow a dick, (*##$)

I say ride this dick, ho (eat this !@$%, (*##$)
Where ya from, where ya from, where ya from, where ya from
Where ya from, where ya from, where ya from
Get em up [if you from Down South]
Get em up, get em up, get em up
Get em up [if you from the west coast]
Get em up, get em up, get em up,

Get em up [if you from the east coast]
Get em up, boot it up, boot it up
Show the gold! [cause ^!$$%z Down South ain't takin no %#@!]
Where ya from, where ya from, where ya from
When I say (*##$, you say get off me
(*##$ (get off me)
(*##$ (get off me)
(*##$ (get off me) (*##$
(*##$ (get off me) (*##$
Do the ^!$$%z run this mutha$#&@a
Hell, yeah
(Do the ladies run this mutha$#&@a)
(Hell, yeah)
Mutha$#&@in No Limit party, ^!$$% (Ungh!) ^!$$%

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