M.O.D. Lyrics
M.O.D. Lyrics
"Wigga Lyrics"
I Overlooked An Orchid (while Searching For A Rose Lyrics
The orchid is a flower that blooms so tenderly to thrill the fairest lady of the land If placed beside a blushing rose the rose would not compare But how was such as I to understand I overlooked an orchid while searching for a rose
The orchid is a flower that blooms so tenderly to thrill the fairest lady of the land If placed beside a blushing rose the rose would not compare But how was such as I to understand I overlooked an orchid while searching for a rose
White boy, why you wanna say "sup"?
Why you braggin' like you bust shit up?
Jump, jump, jump around
Shake that booty, get down
White dude's can't jump or dance
Especially when their butt is hanging out of their pants
Now what the hell is that all about?
Here's a big boot to your ass hanging out!
So you think you're a gangsta
More like a white sub-urban pranksta
Tagging up the walls, hanging with the homies
Now you think you're
Pigs On The Wing (Part One) Lyrics
If you didn't care what happened to me And I didn't care for you We would zig zag our way Through the boredom and pain Occasionally glancing up through the rain Wondering which of the buggers to blame And watching for p
a hoodieIf you didn't care what happened to me And I didn't care for you We would zig zag our way Through the boredom and pain Occasionally glancing up through the rain Wondering which of the buggers to blame And watching for p
You saw Colors and you got a woody
Then thought up the master plan
Gonna write a rap song and sell it to the white man
I remember when "phat" was spelled with an F
I remember if you couldn't hear you were deaf
I remember when you were where you were from
And not what you saw on the television, son
wigga, wigga - white boy
wigga, wigga - gangsta wanna-be
wigga, wigga - white boy
Your pants are falling down
could you f
'Long About Midnight Lyrics
Just take a look at Harlem after sundown, Any time you choose; It's hard to find the people feeling run-down; There's no time for blues. If you don't know just what to really do Just take a walk along the avenue;
nd 'em any bigger?Just take a look at Harlem after sundown, Any time you choose; It's hard to find the people feeling run-down; There's no time for blues. If you don't know just what to really do Just take a walk along the avenue;
All the wiggas in the house say sup - sup!
Will the wiggas in the house stand up - white boy
Please stand up, please stand up
Pull your pants up, will you pull your pants up
bustin out your funky fresh Tommy's
looking real dip in the hood, thanks to mommy
pull your hood up, twist your hat crooked
pull your hood up, boy you look stupid
you want that rap look - so you duped, you duped it
you want that rap sound - so you l
Jesus Freak [reprise] Lyrics
What would people think When they hear that I'm a Jesus Freak? And what will people do when they find that it's true? What would people think When they hear that I'm a Jesus Freak? What would people do when they find that i
oped it, you looped itWhat would people think When they hear that I'm a Jesus Freak? And what will people do when they find that it's true? What would people think When they hear that I'm a Jesus Freak? What would people do when they find that i
pull your hood up, twist your hat crooked
pull your hood up, boy you look stupid
hey white boy, can't you find the beat?
you ain't street, you're trippin on your own feet
pull your hood up, twist your hat crooked
pull your hood up, boy you look stupid!
so you wanna live large - large
drive fancy cars and hang around with pop stars
pull your hood up - pull your hood up
I remember when.........