Put Em On The Glass Lyrics

3's Company, if you know what I'm sayin. And treats her to a big wad of cash. Discuss the Put 'Em On the Glass Lyrics with the community: Citation. Few things can pass me, I'm rollin over 5. Now a player I like, but you know I can't stand no snitch. I guess I'm just a little bit lost. ) "Put 'Em On the Glass Lyrics. " Then the athlete's broke and his girl's in the wind. Cause she put ′em on the glass. And all yo money can't buy this nigga.
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In The Glass Lyrics

Cool whip in my hair... Like I'm s'posed to, plus I'm a boaster. Leggi il Testo, scopri il Significato e guarda il Video musicale di Put 'Em on the Glass di Sir Mix-A-Lot. Baby can i get with you? Baby girl's through, so I need somethin new. Sir Mix-A-Lot - Monsta Mack.

Put Em On The Glass Lyrics

Don't try to run no bull shit like that??? Down to spend till his knees bend. I got me a, I got me a, I got me a, I got me a. When my L. A. bunny wanna trip with me. Too weak, so she left his ass, you can have her. Caramel skin, straight fine, hella tight, no pimples. "Baby Got Back" or (shake it up and down) You can follow me home 'cause this bone is on full blown Straight growin' all night long I like my females nasty Never try to drive straight past me Just get in the left lane and show me your insane And fill up the window with fangs Puttin' niggas on skids, jump out and straight crash 'Cause she put 'em on the glass. Lyrics taken from /lyrics/s/sir_mix_a_lot/.

Put It On The Glass

I was gone off that water chillin on the front porch. Sir Mix-A-Lot - Sleepin' Wit My Fonk. Burning when I pee... Misheard Lyrics Pint Glass. Girl, what's wrong with you?

I Put On My Glasses Song

Find lyrics and poems. 00. more and get free shipping! This is like a pick-up line: 'How you doin? Too weak, so she left his ass. Now shake them titties. Iceberg, nigga, can't you read? I'm lookin for females and cops (yeah).

Get beside theyself. Notebooks & Journals. Causin tear drops and closed caskets. I smack her to the front, I smack her to the back. A man to come home, six-oh-three be like that.