W.C. Lyrics

W.C. Lyrics

"Cheddar (featuring Ice Cube & Mack 10) Lyrics"

Be My Baby Lyrics
Written by: Lenny Kravitz/Gerry DeVeaux I saw you walk down the street With some other girl Always thought that I was the only one in your world Baby can you tell me so Out of sight of of mind ain't what love ought to be And I hoped all the time that you'd be faithful to me faithful to me All I'm asking you for when you walk out the door Is to me my baby, baby I just want to be sure That forever and more You would be my baby Love is just like a flower baby it has to

[Cube]
Uhh uhh Come on...
Got to get the scrilla got to get the scrilla
got to get the cash hey come on got to get it (huh huh)
[repeat 3X]
[WC]
Ridahs please callin' on all ridahs please
Blowin' through the wind like the sticky green breeze
Back once again straight faded off Henn'
It's that nigga WC with the pocket full of spend
runnin' all the gators with the new chrome feet
checkin' through my rearview with my hand on my heat
Cause hatas can't stand to see a nigga doin' good
but fuck Hollywood I'm a still bang the 'hood
Gettin' my stalk on walk on loc I'm all about the paper
hoppin' out the Navigator with braids & Chucks Taylors
A regulator scopin' the field like a commentator
Dodgin' investigators haters & salt shakers
the cookie baker the 64 pancaker
Bitch my whole entourage is full of kit makers &
gators trip makers to Vegas from bird breakers from skyscrapers
tippin' nobellas cause loc we's all about the Cheddar
[Mack]
See we down for whatever<
Birds Lyrics
We are birds we Ran from the water. And birds we take off Over the ocean. We fly in flock sometimes, Fly in a V. But we can fly solo, I can tell you no. And a sea fly lands on the edge of your footprint, I'm closer to things on the ground. There were flowers like lace All covering paths, like the ones leading up to your door. They were always there blooming and spreading. Well how come I have never seen them before? They grow in a garden or a wild field. They're bright
BR> It's all about the Cheddar
I put that on my life &amp; the 23rd letter
[Cube]
Everybody get yo' scrilla
Don't worry 'bout ya time zone
homie get yo' grind on
[Repeat Chorus]
Better
bounce baby baby bounce baby baby bounce
to them outta town niggas I still got 'em 9 an ounce
Can't rely on no label to send my kids to college
so after I rock the spot meet me in the parking lot
Now call it what you want but the game got me cheese
with bitches on my dick since my last CD
I went from young black &amp; broke bro' to dub the inevitable
turnin' over three decimals bangin' the oyster perpetual
let it go rags to riches buckets to Phillies
I went from no dough to mo' dough
to still gettin' these switches
I'm wicked for digits forgive me God for the truth
but I fiends for Cheddar like a smoker with a sweet tooth
Got game from Legit &amp; 40 C Mac &amp; Short
Cube told me the key to it all is to keep hustlin' loc
Put your family first &amp; the rest will endeavor
St
Molly Lyrics
i see you naked in the bath cigarette stains on your hands wilted flowers in a vase and i ask how are you i see your lipstick on your glass and i think you're drunk and start to laugh and i find your note the letters ran and it said i loved you don t ask why sixteen candles down the drain i watch you passed out for a while i touch your face you start to smile and on your note is my reply i wished i loved you don t ask why sixteen ca
y focused &amp; forever we can get this Cheddar
Come on...
[Mack]
See we down for whatever
It's all about the Cheddar
I put that on my life &amp; the 23rd letter
[Cube]
Everybody get yo' paper
Don't worry 'bout ya time zone
homie get yo' grind on
[Repeat]
[Cube &amp; Mack]
Get it Get it
Ahaha My nigga that shit is hard as fuck
Get it get it get it get it
Hey you got they heads bobbin' &amp; everythang nigga
but what I really want to hear from you
Get it got it
is some of that jingle shit you be doin'
[WC] (Cube &amp; Mack)
Ring duh duh duh ding ding ding givin it' up
(yeah--naw naw fuck that dog come again)
out of the Westside of SC fuckin' it up
Ring duh duh duh ding ding ding givin it' up
out of the...
Hold up nigga wait a minute fuck that yo
(What's up?)
Yeah I got dollars in my pocket &amp; I'm from Rollin'
janky as fuck so you know my gold is stolen
From the ghetto
All Around Cowboy Lyrics
Just a broken down cowboy all down on his luck been through the best of his friends On a long lonesome highway in an old pickup truck Crossed Texas like a hot dusty wind He was all around cowboy back in1949 from the top it's been long way down Since the whiskey and the women started winnin' his time They rode him high and hard to the ground He remembers the thrill of bein' a winner in the days of his first rodeo But there's somethin' about winning that didn't last forever Maybe tomorrow things'll get
s of Cincinnati Europe to Killa Cali'
I been around the world &amp; ya ya like Puff Daddy
Lookin' for the Cavi' yet caught in a drought
connected with the Don &amp; copped one from SuaveHouse
Betta bet ya stepped on it cause last year ya slept on her
but now I'm up on her givin' golden showers to my opponents
Grindin' til I'm paid in full
Pledgin' allegience to them dollar bills
baguettes on 'em bigger than pit bulls
Only true playas can comprehend what I'm talkin about
aiiyo Mack I think I'm over the can loc carry me out
[Mack]
See we down for whatever
It's all about the Cheddar
I put that on my life &amp; the 23rd letter
[Cube]
Everybody get yo' money
Don't worry 'bout ya time zone
homie get yo' grind on
[Repeat]
[Mack]
Yeah Gung Ho Mack 10 with my G homie the Shadiest One
WC yaknowhatI'msayin' cookin that 100% pure Bombay
Caviar bringin' that shit to a 'hood near you nigga, What?
WESSSIIIDERIIIDERRS BAABYYYY!!!!! Uhh uhh Come on
*Gunshot*