100 lyrics for "Yo.. yo yo! One two!"

(you're the only one) Know its gonna take some time For you to trust this love of mine I know he broke your heart in two You've been betrayed and your afraid That I will do the same to you But you will be safe here in my arms forever and a day Though you
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It's your neighborhood drug dealer Uh, I'm your neighborhood drug dealer I'm your neighborhood drug dealer Neighborhood drug dealer One, two, what it be? Michael Jordan, white, bitch, 23 Uh, it's your neighborhood drug dealer Bet you hear my pipes rev
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Ain't nothin' but a gangsta party Nothin' but a gangsta party It ain't nothin' but a motherfucking gangsta party Up out of there Ah shit, you done fucked up now (ain't nothin' but a gangsta party) You done put two of America's most wanted In the same
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Turn me loose Turn me loose, I, I, I gotta keep on movin' If you tell me stay I hate you Loose, two, three, four Turn me loose, you got my mind You got my body, you got my soul Turn me loose, I'm incomplete She got my heart, I'm out of control You tell
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But stay off of my blue suede shoes Well, you can do anything Step on my blue suede shoes Well, it's one for the money Two for the show Three to get ready But don't you Well do anything that you want to do
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We were living it up, up, up in that American love Two young hearts, one cool car And all we wanted to do was park, kiss, smoke, drink I love this song, baby, what do you think? She turned it up windows fogging up I pick her up about seven for the
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Well, there's one kind of favor I'll ask of you And there's two white horses following me Did you ever hear that coffin' sound Did you ever hear them church bells tone Well, my heart stopped beating and my hands turned cold There's just one last favor
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You know I want cha (want cha) I know you want me (want me) I know you want me One-two-three-four Uno-do'-tres-cuatro Ella quiere su rumba (¿cómo?) Its Mr. 305 checkin' in for the remix
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Uh, thinkin' out loud I must have a quarter million on me right now Hard to make a song 'bout somethin' other than the money Two things I'm 'bout is talkin' blunt and staying blunted Pretty women, are you here? Are you here right now, huh? We should all
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I could see it as you turned to stone Still clearly I can hear you say And I can see the fear in your eyes I've seen it materialize Growing stronger each day Two weeks and you ran away I remember don't lie to me You couldn't see that it was not that way
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