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| feature film comedy, papillon soo, classifieds, wordssong lyrics 50 cent that's what's up feat_ g unit guess who's back?, goldlyrics, moroccian, crash(2 disc director's cut edition), discopub, finger, dr. jennifer melfi, classifica, evil thatcher, mob, syria, | What's my mother fucking name? (Jigga) And who I'm rolling with huh? (My Niggas) uh-huh-huh-uh-huh Niggas better get it right, beer bitches better get it right Who? (Jigga) beer What's my mother fucking name? (Jigga) And who I'm rolling with huh? (My Niggas) uh-huh-huh-uh-huh Niggas better get it right, bitches better get it right Who? (Jigga) beer What's my mother fucking name? (Jigga) And who I'm rolling with huh? (My Niggas) uh-huh-huh-uh-huh Niggas better get it right, bitches better get it right Who? (Jigga) What's my mother fucking name? (Jigga) And who I'm rolling with huh? (My Niggas) uh-huh-huh-uh-huh Niggas better get it right, bitches better get it right 2005 ©song-teksten.com/ Song Teksten 0-9 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 SAUCE MONEY Song Lyrics What's My Name (From the album "MIDDLE FINGER U")";Sauce Motherfucker"; ";Bitch niggas listen"; ";I represent that shit, nigga bombs it son"; (Repeat 4x) ";You niggas heard 'Pre-Game'"; By Sauce Motherfucker for you lame motherfuckers"; Ain't no stopping, cats just dropping Hear guns cocking, fuck it, still rocking Thug niggas and thug bitches give me my props and Playa-hatin' |
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| (Jigga) What's my mother fucking name? (Jigga) And who I'm rolling with huh? (My Niggas) uh-huh-huh-uh-huh Niggas better get it right, bitches better get it right Who? (Jigga) What's my mother fucking name? (Jigga) And who I'm rolling with huh? (My Niggas) uh-huh-huh-uh-huh Niggas better get it right, bitches better get it right Verse 3: I don't give a fuck if I discopub sold one or one million, but I think you should Cause if I only sold one, then out comes the hood The all black, in the gloves, the outcome ain't discopub good Them niggas act like wolves, discopub how come? They could Cause we don't drop hits, we drop bombs that smash Till the wrists is lit up, the arm looks like glass The necklace chipped up, the charm it flash Could fuck up your eyes like the bombest hash See the reason why chicks let me palm they ass All I gotta do is let 'em call me Shawn de'Glass Let me sit up in they whip till I launch it back Snap they neck, then shoot 'em till they aren't sent back The calmest cat, trust me when I palm this gat Kill your mind, body and soul, push your conscience back Monster's back, and Flex drop a bomb to that And everybody sing-a-long to the track, Come on Chorus: (Jigga) |
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