Don t fight the feeling rappin 4 tay. TOO $HORT F/ RAPPIN' 4 2019-04-04

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Rappin' 4

don t fight the feeling rappin 4 tay

If you want other bay area music just check out my other uploads. Keep One In The Chamba 4. But when it's time for me to shove Then you front on all that love First you said that I deserve it Now you fight, don't want to serve it Gave it some time, so make up your mind Don't fight the feeling, this time to own whine You was talking 'bout you gunna give my some But I'm Rappin 4 Tay it don't make me numb. . Franky J's productions contributed a lot as well, syrupy and flowing like most of the West Coast G-funk tracks, but much more dynamic than the usual.

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Rappin 4 Tay Don T Fight The Feelin

don t fight the feeling rappin 4 tay

Buchanan, Composer - Annie Lennox, Composer - Phil Moore, Composer - Rappin' 4-Tay, Composer, MainArtist - Frank Hudson Jr. After a strong debut on his own label, Rappin' 4-Tay's second record only increased the profile of the strongest rapper in the second wave of Bay Area hip-hop. It was released on September 13, 1994 via and Rag Top Records. Tear The Roof Off 10. Playaz Club Instrumental If you like the album then go buy it. Oh, you don't want me to talk to you like that Will you like to make love? I Got Cha Back 13.


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Don't Fight The Feelin'

don t fight the feeling rappin 4 tay

She's A Sell Out 8. This Is What I Know 14. Call It What You Want To 12. Just Cause I Called You A Bitch 6. The album itself peaked at number 174 on the and at number 52 on the. I saw you walking down the street, and I had to stop Turn up the radio and drop the top I see you look so good, and your so fine Young tender, would you be mine I get you in my car, drive you to my house Cuz I'm a mack, I cold turn you out I wont ask, and I sure won't beg Reach right over and rub your leg I let my hand slide between your miniskirt Slip a finger in your panties, straight go to work What time is it, don't watch the clock Lay back baby doll and I'll rock the cock Funky Fresh I am, and I always can, Freak Nasty I'm the man I take you out to the finest resturant Buy you any damn thing that you want You want flowers, I'll buy your ass a rose But later on your coming out them pantie hose You want gold, girl whats next It's me and you, doing the sex So now you know I'm just a freak Give it up baby, I can't wait to weeks I want it all, Don't say I won't Get it girl, now I'm telling you don't -girls voice- Nigger please You provoke no feeling You must of forgot, the girls of whom you're dealing We haven't the urge, to get busy Like those dizy lizys, who used to dance for you, your through I can't put it more blunt, your vocab is restricted You're addicted, to the words you inflicted Time after time, line after line Talking bout the bitches that are on your mind Do they call you short, because of your height or your width Dis me boy, I'll hang your balls from a cliff Wrapped around a slinky, your a dinky It's an easy task, to the corner cause the curb didn't want your ass Your name is yuck mouth, you don't brush Gotta cover your mouth like this They call you yuck mouth You refuse to brush, no sweetheart you can keep that kiss Your a freak with no tale You have no ass, class,you can't pass, your simply trash Your a typical nigger, the kind you don't take home???? The most obvious difference between the original version and the remix is that in the remix the music starts at the very beginning during the phone call, in the original the music doesn't start until after the phone call intro. .

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