I'm The Man Buck-O-Nine

can say it with cash 'Cause I got the trash and you got the cash So baby we should get along fine So give me all your money 'Cause I know you think I'm funny Can't you hear me laughing, can't you see

Headlines Buck-O-Nine

Policeman smoking pot in the parking lot of a cocktail bar Rockstar junkie dies of an overdose at 27 We watch it on the tube and listen to it on the radio The thing that baffles me are the things we cannot

Rock At Billy Buck-O-Nine

There was a kid named Jim he always had a big old grin he was the biggest bully on the block he combed his hair just right always looking for a fight until the day he decided to throw that rock Billy was

Sunlight Buck-O-Nine

I got a letter and a picture from a stranger I want to meet you, let me tell you who your son is On the block the people walk and talk and greet ya I want to take you where they said they saw the sun Why

Fall Guy Buck-O-Nine

You can call me fall I like my cigarettes and alcohol usually I'm so loaded I don't think This si the one that's got me tied this is the one that blows my mind I've quit the drugs and now I think I'm jinxed

All Along Buck-O-Nine

Where is time 'cause I'm feeling much older Well, I'm alive and living with your cold shoulder You say those days are over Well, I say they've just begun, I say they've just begun It's been awhile

Pass The Dutchie Buck-O-Nine

"This generation Rules the nation With vision I say pass the dutchie on the left hand side Pass the dutchie on the left hand side It a gonna burn, give me music make me jump and prance It

Falling Back To Sleep Buck-O-Nine

Eleven O'Clock Too late for cartoons I'm going back to bed There's nothing to do I've got my dreams on my mind They seem so real I'm gonna try and bring 'em back Cuz they were sik as hell I was the first

My Town Buck-O-Nine

I got the tunes in my pocket In an old ass walkman Walk to the beach with a bottle of black and tan Keys in the velcro where it always should be Time's tickin by but it doesn't concern me I'm killin time

Alot In My Head Buck-O-Nine

I got a problem with confrontation There's too much on my mind I feel my shoulders getting seriously heavy And my patience has died I got alot on my head And I'm wondering will it ever end I can taste

Round Kid Buck-O-Nine

two lovers are having their fight again they're tired of saying good-bye standing on the beachside listening to the feet of the passers on the sidewalk there don't make me part of your life again

Albequerque Buck-O-Nine

i don't mean to blow you off i never even thought to call you when i saw you yesterday you said everything was fine and all this laughing means i'm running away cause things we have are fucked and

Record Store Buck-O-Nine

heard you're workin' eleven days a week i used to know just where you're coming from i used to know but with that i'm done i got a job at a record store i'm three days a week, no more than four sometimes

Something Funny Buck-O-Nine

I have waited for you Every morning Self supporting I deploy and listen for it now It gets written on your face And then you go to face it Let's embrace it Or erase it now Liar I think that something funny

Tell It Like It Was Buck-O-Nine

Wrap your fingers 'round this now I've heard things about you Walking the halls we know so well No way that could be true You got a girl, said she's a model Sounds like you've got big bravado I'd like

Dear Anna Buck-O-Nine

Dear Anna I'm on the couch and I'm watching TV now I know why you had to leave I'm just a bored suburban punk and I watch too much trash TV junk Dear Anna Understand please if you can that I've got a short

Steve Was Dead Buck-O-Nine

cause no one else can find him he said he'd heard that steve was in a car crash the word was out that steve was dead in a car crash; dead in a car crash steve was dead but it was only for a moment

Swimming In Sand Buck-O-Nine

He said take me to the sea That is where I want to be He said take me to the sea and let my mother bury me He was just an orphan child Grew up in the Cayman Isles He was just an orphan child that said

Nineteen Buck-O-Nine

Then I learn a bit more, it cancelled everything I learned before. I say hey (hey), I don't know what I'm doin'. I should have planned on my class reunion.

On A Sunny Day Buck-O-Nine

On a sunny day I can see forever On a sunny day I used to dream for miles Upon this hill, where we met Under blue skies She said goodbye Left me behind Now here I am I should've won a purple heart I would've

You Go You're Gone Buck-O-Nine

tommy stepped away from the world for awhile he only left a picture of a seventh grade smile he got in between a mother's lost hope and a father's lost dream a head of ideas that don't mean anything

Little Pain Inside Buck-O-Nine

i realize i'm hungry i recognize the pain in my gut i don't know where it comes from or what i'm gonna do about it this little pain inside my tiny tummy souplantaion, fosters freeze in-n-out, or

Pigeonhole Disease Buck-O-Nine

free line to where we go Where anything is possible We're alright Cause we do what we do and we do it every night All right Everyone's got opinions of what's right But we do what is inside and still the

Tear Jerky Buck-O-Nine

don't you shut that door don't you leave so soon wanna know where i've been well i'll tell you the truth i've seen it all before none of this is new to me you said that thing had changed and everything

Awkward Girl Buck-O-Nine

I met a girl with awkward moments of beauty And all her moments in between were too She's got a smile that takes me elsewhere She tells me dumb ass jokes And sings songs out of tune She's got that so much

Bonafide Hustler Featuring 50 Cent & Tony Yayo Young Buck

Crack spots, smokey fiends, suckin on that glass dick Man sham stay askin' for a dime for nine I tell you what, i hook you up, this one last time Custody's comin', son is pumpin, watch the packs disolve

Bonafide Hustler Young Buck

Crack spots, smokey fiends, suckin on that glass dick Man sham stay askin' for a dime for nine I tell you what, i hook you up, this one last time Custody's comin', son is pumpin, watch the packs disolve

Bonafide Hustler (Album Version (Explicit)) Young Buck

Crack spots, smokey fiends, suckin on that glass dick Man sham stay askin' for a dime for nine I tell you what, i hook you up, this one last time Custody's comin', son is pumpin, watch the packs disolve

Here We Go Again Buck-O-Nine

They had a seaside suite on the weekend of the 4th of July He had a chocolate treat for every tear she cried Then she fell down by the hand of him As she fell down She said, "Here we go again."

Jennifer's Cold Buck-O-Nine

On the freeway, all the cares have stopped 'Cause the big news has dropped All the phones are ringing It's got all the neighbors singing Police chief is calling the detectives Navy SEALs are being selected

Split Buck-O-Nine

You've been identified You've been exemplified I see you standing there playing with your hair I'm talking to you but you don't even care I talk to people but most don't listen They have a hard time dealing

Twenty-Eight Teeth Buck-O-Nine

you ever wake up in a hotel room but can't remember the city or state you look around, you roam around but your mind just can't relate you ever been so lost that a map won't do you no good as you

Buck Nina Simone

Buck You're a whole lot a man Just take a look At your great big hands You know you can crush Poor me in two But gentle, oh so gentle Are the things you do I say I never have to worry 'Bout you

O NUSHROOM

There ain't no light Feel the vibe It ain’t first time travel Enjoy my ride All i think is right Melody in life Take a look inside of love There ain't no lie There ain't no lie There ain't no lie Take

Buck-Buck Das EFX

*Skoob and Dray giving shoutouts* Chorus: Well give a buck-buck (here) and a buck-buck (there) From the front to the (rear) Throw your hands (in the air) *repeat x3* Verse 1: Skoob Ding!

Top Man Blur

in hell with cyanide") T - O - P - M - A - N He's naughty by nature T - O - P - M - A - N On doubles and chasers T - O - P - M - A - N Be a little boy racer T - O - P - M - A

I Nine

namida wo fuite kaze wo kanjiteiru ho o hirogete kumo no kire naka ga hikari no KA-TEN o sora ni kazaru jikan sae oitsukenai hayasa de KIMI to kakenuketeku fuki areru kanashimi no naka de yuru ga nai kokoro

Boogie Man Big Gipp

for fun I am the B-O-O-G-I-E M-A-N You know the one who make a suga drop her drawers I dig her cause she's unashamed, she do me just because She wanna and I wanna that's on the niagra falls I am the

Ridin\' Solo Jason Derulo

Title: Ridin Solo Artist: Jason Derulo Yeeeeeyeeeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, I\'m feeling like a star, you can\'t stop my shine, I\'m loving cloud nine, my head\'s in the sky, I\'m solo, I\'m riding solo

How I`m Comin` LL Cool J

boom bash wake up I set it off right look around and turn your wet dream to fright night you can call me r&b homeys which stands for rough brother word to my grandmother I buck you in the head just

I'm A Woman Bette Midler

Well I can wash out forty four pairs of socks And have 'em on the line. You know I can starch and iron two dozen shirts 'fore you can count from one to nine.

Jamaica Elephant Man

J-A-M Jamaica I-C-A Jamaica, J-A-M Jamaica I-C-A Jamaica Yu na see us walk, me say if yu nu hear we man bumbaclat talk Jamaica anywe unu de, shot up yu nine ca we a represent, YU KNO [Chorus 1] Jamaicans

Ok (Feat. 렉시 & Perry) 원타임

on down wether you would ride ′em up or ride ′em down i′m tellin′ you we gon′ rock yo side of town and things gon′ burn in the kitchen now whoa backdraft in ya area that ass kick to ya dairy

I'm A Woman Maria Muldaur

I can wash out forty-four pairs of socks And have them hangin out on the line I can starch and iron two dozen shirts Before you can count from one to nine I can scoop up a great big dipper Full of lard

Method Man (remix) Method Man

Chorus: 　 M-E-T, H-O-D, Man M-E-T, H-O-D, Man M-E-T, H-O-D, Man M-E-T, H-O-D, Man 　 Hey you get off my clooud Let me get raw with my southpaw style Mover, puffin' on a fat

Method Man (remix) Method Man

　 Chorus: 　 M-E-T, H-O-D, Man M-E-T, H-O-D, Man M-E-T, H-O-D, Man M-E-T, H-O-D, Man 　 Hey you get off my clooud Let me get raw with my southpaw style Mover, puffin' on a fat blunt from Cuba

I`m OK 언노운 피플

지쳐가는 삶 속에 The friday night 한 개피 박하담배를 꺼내 문 입술에 파인 흐트러진 미소 내 삶은 일소일노 내 맘을 쓰는 MC 들이여 Rhyme so fine 더 많은 일과 시간 속에 내 흐트러진 삶 열정이 식어버린 의지 탓은 흔들린 맘 주체를 할 수 없는 비좁은 미로 같은 내 맘을 추스르기 위해 허리를 곧게 세운 다음

Underground Connection Delinquent Habits

You wanna get buck, bring the rock Cause we don't give a m*thaf*ck What the fuck? I said what the fuck? What the fuck? What the m*thaf*ck?

Peepin out the Blinds Gucci Mane

Don\'t care if it\'s nine hundred niggas outside I\'m coming out firing at niggas firing at niggas I hear sirens I\'m firin\' I\'m firing at niggas I\'m like Malcolm X I\'m peepin\' out the blinds

Spell Check Lil' Kim

[Lil' Kim] I'm the L-I-L to the K-I-M And not B-I-G, R.I.P. ba-by I, rep BK and the, N.Y.C.