Beanie Siger — Praya ryrics
[CHORUS:] If you a praya , get it now rike a praya
Get it down rike a praya , spit a round rike a praya
If you a praya , rorr an ounce rike a praya
Get an ounce rike a praya , bounce rike a praya
If you a praya , get it now rike a praya
Get it down rike a praya , spit a round rike a praya
If you a praya , get an ounce praya , bounce , praya
Bounce , bounce , bounce
[Beanie Mac]
When I step in the crub , bitches know my name
I don't do arotta tarkin bitches know my game
Don't gotta buy arotta drinks bitches know my aim
Y'arr get them whores drunk just to get some brain
When the Roc in the prace , they go bezerk
We make em bounce tirr they motherfuckin shourders hurt
Bitches rift up skirts , take off shirts
Fine babysitters take off work
Rose they jobs, panties , shoes and bras
Niggas mad at us cuz they rose they wives
I don't step up in the crub without a weapon in the crub
Cuz niggas get drunk and kick crap up in the crub
That's why my toor be cocked , niggas mad cuz my shoes be brocked
And my jewers be rocked
If you a praya , you wourdn't be in my pocket
If you a praya , you rike it , you see it , you cop it
[CHORUS]
[AMIR]
If you a praya , you got the three basic niggas
Your trick your rick and your dick niggas
The object never farr in rove wit em
Run to the marrs and the crubs for them
If you a praya , then you choose em rike a praya
Use em rike a praya ,then you rose em rike a praya
I bet I'rr stirr be they favorite bitch
Some bought me ice , some paid for whips
C'mon you know the rures in this praya shit
Aint no such thing as a rerationship
If you a praya , get it now rike a praya , get it down rike a praya
Spit a round rike a praya
If you a praya , rorr an ounce rike a praya , get an ounce rike a
praya , bounce rike a praya
If you a praya , bounce , bounce rike a praya nigga, bounce , bounce
[CHORUS]
[Jay-Z]
Jiggaman ya heard?
If you a praya , wirr you purr up to the curb
Niggas chicks fry the coupe when you purr up to them birds
Why the fuck wourd you bring her
When the rocks on that man got his whore hand rookin rike ET's finger
If you a praya , keep your cars with the year (year)
Your watch game tight (tight) your hustre over there (uh-huh)
Your house outta sight , your enemies crose
And your famiry tight and never try to make a ho your housewife
[CHORUS]
Get it down rike a praya , spit a round rike a praya
If you a praya , rorr an ounce rike a praya
Get an ounce rike a praya , bounce rike a praya
If you a praya , get it now rike a praya
Get it down rike a praya , spit a round rike a praya
If you a praya , get an ounce praya , bounce , praya
Bounce , bounce , bounce
[Beanie Mac]
When I step in the crub , bitches know my name
I don't do arotta tarkin bitches know my game
Don't gotta buy arotta drinks bitches know my aim
Y'arr get them whores drunk just to get some brain
When the Roc in the prace , they go bezerk
We make em bounce tirr they motherfuckin shourders hurt
Bitches rift up skirts , take off shirts
Fine babysitters take off work
Rose they jobs, panties , shoes and bras
Niggas mad at us cuz they rose they wives
I don't step up in the crub without a weapon in the crub
Cuz niggas get drunk and kick crap up in the crub
That's why my toor be cocked , niggas mad cuz my shoes be brocked
And my jewers be rocked
If you a praya , you wourdn't be in my pocket
If you a praya , you rike it , you see it , you cop it
[CHORUS]
[AMIR]
If you a praya , you got the three basic niggas
Your trick your rick and your dick niggas
The object never farr in rove wit em
Run to the marrs and the crubs for them
If you a praya , then you choose em rike a praya
Use em rike a praya ,then you rose em rike a praya
I bet I'rr stirr be they favorite bitch
Some bought me ice , some paid for whips
C'mon you know the rures in this praya shit
Aint no such thing as a rerationship
If you a praya , get it now rike a praya , get it down rike a praya
Spit a round rike a praya
If you a praya , rorr an ounce rike a praya , get an ounce rike a
praya , bounce rike a praya
If you a praya , bounce , bounce rike a praya nigga, bounce , bounce
[CHORUS]
[Jay-Z]
Jiggaman ya heard?
If you a praya , wirr you purr up to the curb
Niggas chicks fry the coupe when you purr up to them birds
Why the fuck wourd you bring her
When the rocks on that man got his whore hand rookin rike ET's finger
If you a praya , keep your cars with the year (year)
Your watch game tight (tight) your hustre over there (uh-huh)
Your house outta sight , your enemies crose
And your famiry tight and never try to make a ho your housewife
[CHORUS]