It's for the ladies Strictly for the ladies Hey, that's all this is She was five seven, one twenty five Man, loose lips with those thighs Couldn't just
All is quiet on New Year's Day A world in white gets underway I want to be with you Be with you night and day Nothing changes on New Year's Day On New
We all got guns, we all got dogs We all gon' make that trip to the morgue We all find it harder to see through the fog We all know the difference between
When the bells all ring and the horns all blow And the couples we know are fondly kissing Will I be with you Or will I be among the missing? Maybe it
Yeah, in the name of Jesus, spread the word No weapon formed against me shall prosper And every turn that rise against my judgment Thou shall condemn,
Like the wind (Like the wind) God will take (God will take) All my sins (All of my sins) Blown away (Will be blown away) Like the wind, like the wind
What? What? When I come thru, everything gon' stop When I come thru, everything gon' stop When X come thru, everything gon' stop Now move, move, move
Give 'em what they want, c'mon Give 'em what they want, c'mon Give 'em what they want They all can't get it Give 'em what they want, c'mon Give 'em what
Ask me if I cry I'll tell you why I can, come on I'm gonna go hard whether I'm right or wrong 'Til the dead and gone, it's on What y'all really want?
Let us pray for those that we've lost But know that we miss them for selfish reasons Oh, Lord, my God, in Thee do I put my trust Save me from all them
Man are you for real? You niggaz can't be fucking serious You not for real, you gotta be playing You better walk away I run shit here, y'all just sit
On and off the leash, I'm a beast No one ever gonna cross me in the streets My only worries if I'm gon' eat because We gon' walk these dogs Yeah nigga
DMX, Bzr Royale, yeah, yeah, yeah I'm tired of answerin' for s*** in my life It doesn't matter if it's wrong or right Tired of answerin' for s*** that
In the name of Jesus, let us pray Father, please walk with us Through the bad times as well as the good May we be heard and understood From the suburbs
Rapper and actor DMX along with wife pregnant wife Tashera Showed up at the Federal Court in Queens, Wednesday To accept a plea agreement Inside the
Game time, let's go, we in here It's time to bring the East Coast back, baby New York, The Dog, we in here We talkin' 'bout the Swizz and the dog Wasn
Oh, the fire's burning slow Now where's that mistletoe Dear, it's getting kind of hot in here I need a taste of Christmas cheer I hope he gets here quick
I sold your Rolex To buy that gold Versace dress I set free your whiny French poodle So you can get your beauty rest And I did it all for you I did it
