We Bent, You Stank
once, twice, three times a high rolling
purty ladies, purty rangs on their fingers showing
what’s that? princess cut isn’t fine enough?
what’s that? platinum teeth don’t shine enough?
you ain’t got no room to be hating us
cuz we bent, baby, you know we can’t make it up
yeah, we bent, maybe you’re just not good enough
yeah, we bent, maybe you’re just not good enough
big nights, big rides, give her big times
pulling up in the CL-55
what’s that? think a Benz ain’t fly enough?
what’s that? a hundred grand don’t buy enough?
you ain’t got no room to be hating us
cuz we bent, baby, you know we can’t make it up
yeah, we bent, maybe you’re just not good enough
yeah, we bent, maybe you’re just not good enough
we bent, you stank…we bent, you stank…we bent, you stank…we bent, you stank
we bent, you stank…we bent, you stank…we bent, you stank…we bent, you stank
we bent, you stank…we bent, you stank…we bent, you stank…we bent, you stank
we bent, you stank…we bent, you stank…we bent, you stank…we bent, you stank
Break Loose
’58 Impala, a ride with your mama
put the pedal to the floor, no, i didn’t try to stop her
she huge, so we cruised
down west 31st , didn’t try to make a move
but that’s okay cuz we listened to the Roots
and to listen to the Roots helps my mind break loose
break loose, break loose
shake it, Rhonda, shake it, you need some time? take it
i know you’re outta shape but come on you gotta shake it
what’s that? i know you’re not fat
oh, you’re asthmatic? it’s too bad i never knew that
before we hit the floor here, dancing with the Roots
cuz any party with the Roots helps my mind break loose
break loose, break loose
The Player's Guild
F.L.: what’s up, what’s up, here i am hood plumbin’ and runnin’
with my girl sittin’ V.I.P. up front, we be stuntin’
at the curb in the Lexus, baby’s ready, let loose
as i walk into the club with my err force two’s
L.F.: with my fifteens bumpin, got the thump in my ride
at the drive-thru window i prefer Biggie fry
straight rollin’ on 20 dub deuces is hot
because i hate driving stock, i changed the paint on my drop top
S.G.: yo, my pocket’s gettin’ heavy totin' Franklins and Grants
since the Jaguars stank, i’ll own the St. Louis Rams
half on, half off, Marshall Faulk’s on my back
with the team-colored sweat bands, that’s where it’s at
A Big Tyme Diddy
you’re the man? you’re in a hardcore band? so, what’s your ride?
you drop the jam? you pick up the fans? tell me, what’s your ride?
i know you stole the keys to your mother’s Nissan
i know you stole the keys to your mother’s Nissan
the Big Tymers know how to roll, not Evanescence, not G.I. Joe
they’ve got the beats to rock the whole street, pulling uptown, baby…twenty fo’s on the feets
burrrrrr, the Birdman goes, swine looks fine on the seats, on the flo’s
gotta Caddy, gotta Benz, gotta Hummer H2, drive ‘em low to the ground so i don’t scuff the shoes
you can’t ride like the Big Tymers do, the hardcore brothas ain’t paid that good
you can’t ride like the Big Tymers do, the hardcore brothas ain’t paid that good
you can’t ride like the Big Tymers do, the hardcore brothas ain’t paid that good
you can’t ride like the Big Tymers do, the hardcore brothas ain’t paid that good
New Ride
i’ll jump start your heart when you call out for roadside assistance
i’ll put out flares and give you a ride and we’ll cruise on down the freeway
oh, come inside (come inside)
you need a new ride (you need a new ride)
yours ain’t fly (yours ain’t fly)
so get a new ride
fret not, your car will be alright but i don’t see how you ever liked it anyway
it ain’t a Lex or a fly new Benz, just a broken down Mercury
so come inside (come inside)
you need a new ride (you need a new ride)
yours ain’t fly (yours ain’t fly)
so get a new ride
tell you what, let’s head on down to the strip, look at new cars, it’ll be a nice trip
maybe you’ll fall in love with a brand new ride, then you’ll never wanna come inside, right
oh, come inside (come inside)
you need a new ride (you need a new ride)
yours ain’t fly (yours ain’t fly)
so get a new ride
so come inside (come inside)
you need a new ride (you need a new ride)
yours ain’t fly (yours ain’t fly)
so get a new ride today
My Baby Knows How To Roll
yeah, she’s in to me tightly and rightly so
in a drop top Swedish fine ride we roll
with a six disc changer playing bump in the back
you know we still fly, baby, yo that’s where it’s at
we ain’t never going home tonight
we’re gonna keep on rolling ‘til we see the gas light
we ain’t never going home, that’s right
purty baby gonna do that thang all night
see my G’s, feel the breeze with the drop top down
adjust the side mirrors, baby, watch the chrome go round
as we pick up some speed, watch the streets light up
my baby shines brighter than any 20” dubs
we ain’t never going home tonight
we’re gonna keep on rolling ‘til we see the gas light
we ain’t never going home, that’s right
purty baby gonna do that thang all night
Close To Me * (originally by The Cure)
i've waited hours for this, i've made myself so sick
i wish i'd stayed asleep today, yeah
i never thought this day would end
i never thought tonight could ever be this close to me
just try to see in the dark, just try to make it work
to feel the fear before you're here
i pull the shapes out much too close
i pull my eyes out and hold my breath and wait until I shake
but if i had your faith then i could make it safe and clean, so fresh and so clean
if i was only sure that my head on the door was a dream
i've waited hours for this, i've made myself so sick
i wish i'd stayed asleep today
i never thought this day would end
i never thought tonight could ever be this close to me
but if i had your face, i could make it safe and clean, so fresh and so clean
if i was only sure that my head on the door was a dream
Funky Town (All We Need Is Love)
run, don't walk, hurry down to Funky Town
have plenty of time to talk once we get down at Funky Town
no his and hers, nobody currs
you a fly honey, baby, in that raccoon fur
now all we need is a place to put our coats
nah, actually all we need is love
when the music plays, i have to follow you to Funky Town
i always want to kiss you once i get down at Funky Town
oh snap, that beat’s a bit heavy
come on, baby, be bop and rock steady
now all we need is a rag to wipe this gas off my Puma
nah, actually all we need is love
who are you? don’t step on my shoes
i didn’t even brang you, i didn’t even brang you
who are you? don’t step on my shoes
i didn’t even brang you, i didn’t even brang you
rock the furs, rock the suede down at Funky Town
the pimps work for free down there at Funky Town
for a good time, baby, try the waterslide
for a good time, baby, try the waterslide
now we just need a towel to dry ourselves off
nah, actually all we need is love
who are you? don’t step on my shoes
i didn’t even brang you, i didn’t even brang you
who are you? don’t step on my shoes
i didn’t even brang you, i didn’t even brang you
who are you? don’t step on my shoes
i didn’t even brang you, i didn’t even brang you
who are you? don’t step on my shoes
i didn’t even brang you, i didn’t even brang you
Y.E.S.
yeah, tranq dart in the jug
yeah, old school, i’m a thug
yeah, baby’s outta control
yeah, baby’s outta control
well there ain’t no party like a party gone bent cuz a party gone bent’s like you’re on a bull
ain’t no party like a party gone bent cuz a party gone bent’s like you’re on a bull
ain’t no party like a party gone bent cuz a party gone bent’s like you’re on a bull
ain’t no party like a party gone bent cuz a party gone bent’s like you’re on a bull
yeah, like you’re on a bull
yeah, you’re honorable
yeah, what’s that ya say?
yeah, what’s that ya say?
well there ain’t no party like a party gone bent cuz a party gone bent’s like you’re on a bull
ain’t no party like a party gone bent cuz a party gone bent’s like you’re on a bull
ain’t no party like a party gone bent cuz a party gone bent’s like you’re on a bull
ain’t no party like a party gone bent cuz a party gone bent’s like you’re on a bull
well there ain’t no party like a party gone bent cuz a party gone bent’s like you’re on a bull
ain’t no party like a party gone bent cuz a party gone bent’s like you’re on a bull
ain’t no party like a party gone bent cuz a party gone bent’s like you’re on a bull
ain’t no party like a party gone bent cuz a party gone bent’s like…haaaay
Words
words…you say ‘em, we play ‘em
layin’ down fly lines, tighten up, we convey ‘em
you know there’s always gonna be a purty rang when ya say ‘em
there’s always gonna be a purty rang when ya say ‘em
words…tell of love and success
hot styles we be rockin’, in tight denim we dress
words flowin’ like fine hair washed with Finesse
words flowin’ like fine hair washed with Finesse
words…we’re lyrically portrayin’
layin’ rhymes half the time not knowin’ what we’re sayin’
words…yeah, we’re gonna lay it down now
words…yeah, we’re gonna lay it down now
words don’t always make sense but i say ‘em
words don’t always make sense but i say ‘em
words don’t always make sense but i say ‘em
words don’t always make sense but i say ‘em
