C-bo lyrics

C-bo lyrics

"Bald Head Nut lyrics"

I Heard Him Cry lyrics
Feel insanity tonight, lost with one long cry, try to break the loneliness, no succesful try, Heard that cry a thousand times, did not see the light, I didn't know him demanding, one last fatal try. Now I understand his lonely cry... Chorus: I heard him cry, I heard him cry but I didn't know I heard him cry, I heard him cry... Missed to say good bye that night, h
"Get down, get down"

My AK is puttin in much work
Poppin the clip a little voice in my head said "Murder"
Stuck the tip out the window and fucked em all
Took they ass to the ho like basketball
Hit the club got drunk but they better start gettin off
OGs kept they fuckers from my sawed off
I know they meant but I gives a fuck
What goes around comes around, they should have ducked
We open fire on the whole motherfuckin crowd
Jumped out started beatin motherfuckers down
Then I'm sideways comin off the speed bump
I'm standin up in the drop with the ride pump
My name is Cowboy C-Bo fo' sho'
When niggas hear Cowboy they hit the flo'
Cause they know I'm a god damn psycho
And I always bust caps at the night yo
Young punks want funk but they don't
Shoot once, if the
Dainty Davie lyrics
Dainty Davie (Robert Burns) Meet me on the Warlock Knowe, Dainty Davie, Dainty Davie! There I'll spend the day wi' you, My ain dear Dainty Davie. Now rosy May comes in wi' flowers To deck her gay, green-spreading bowers; And now comes in the happy hours To wander wi my Davie. The crystal waters round us fa' The merry birds are lovers a', The s
y gas, and then they gone Little ho tried to pick Bo like an afro Didn't know I just gotta press triple O I'm a mobster, killin make my dick hard You wanna lay you better have a bullet proof card Cause the shit that we packin ain't ? gun So when we kick listen up hoes better run I don't like shootin hoes, I like to fuck You don't rub you car windows gettin fucked up Roll them seven-deuce coplers can't touch this Vogue smoke like dope when I say fuck this Wound my windows down still smoke tinted Shotgun mad glocks all up in it And we all pack heat, cause we all family So watch your back motherfucker understand me So if you rollin through this state fair Hope you got the gat in the trunk, cause we gon' start funk We hit the out of town clubs, like nuts We in the drive by, fo' schools in the
Dnia 15-go Sierpnia lyrics
(slowa i muzyka: Kukiz) Dnia pietnastego sierpnia nad morzem szalal sztorm I w Gdyni sie pojawil marynarz nie z tych stron On byl jak heban czarny, a ona byla z gor Spotkali sie w Sopocie, dal jej paciorkow sznur Dnia dwudziestego sierpnia wciaz morze burzy sie Lecz oni spaceruja na plazy posrod mew Ona w niego wpatrzona a on wtulony w nia Nie byla zawstydzona, gdy
cut I watched niggas get jealous when they hoes jock That's when I go and take the finest ho and take a walk Cause I'm the motherfuckin bomb And gold nosed hoes, like to get fucked on triple gold That's why I keep a sheet in my back seat And sheeps gettin on my dick so she go leap And I hear the virgin hoes be scared to meet me Cause I dig the pussy hoes out so deeply Straight mob, straight the fuckin club up And make the jackers put they gloves up And one times can't fuck with me Cause they 305s can't fuck with the 350 Every corner I hit I'm gettin side ways Have em lost by the time I hit the high way C-Bo the bald head nut Fish tell them in the cut House parties, I cut the motherfuckers out And bust caps at the end, without a doubt I grab the mic and start kickin the gates and shit Hoes
I Wanna Be lyrics
I took my time Learning my lines Trying to sort it out This life that I lead Its trapped me naive I wanna scream out loud Leave the past behind Now is my time I wanna see I wanna Dream I wanna live a life of fantasy I wanna fly I want my life to be much more than just an alibi Can't you see I wanna be I wanna be (yeah)know C-Bo make niggas click I start talkin bout glocks, and mack 10s And how I pulled my jack from the kingpin And the niggas know better to fuck with me The head hunter of the M-O-Double B I ain't the richest but they say I'm the loc'est And the one who keeps the mouth in the showbiz And at the concerts I'm keepin the crowd hype Cause I kick the kind of shit that everybody like I take a mobster beat, do a mobster rhyme Have mobsters kickin up dust all the time From the window baby showin me much love Let me squeeze the sharmin everytime I get a hug Only time they get to rub on the bald head Is if her legs is on my shoulder and we in the bed And ya know the hoes don't let me hit em sideways For the fact that's how I came off the highway C-Bo the bald head nut Fish tell it in the cut