• Lyrics: play full screen play karaoke
• Bezzle - T.I.
• Bossy Lady - Rick Ross
• Boy Soldier - Johnny Clegg
• Pizza-leed - Die Höhner
• Puzzled - Nasty Savage
• Puzzled - Prodigal Sunn
• Pussy - Lady
• 99 - Absoloot

(feat. Eightball, MJG, Bun B)
[Intro]
Shawty saw the drop top like the bezzles in my watch [3X]
Like the bezzles in my watch like the bezzles in my watch
Shawty saw the drop top like the bezzles in my watch [3X]
Like the bezzles in my watch like the bezzles in my watch
Shawty saw the drop top like the bezzles in my watch [3X]
Like the bezzles in my watch like the bezzles in my watch
[T.I.]
I came up bumping Eazy-E, Cube, and Dre
(Scarface, OutKast what's happening niggaz) Eightball MJG UGK
They raised me like santa raised cee
I always made the money, money never made me
Break me what this bitch is you crazy
You seen with the freaks don't think she never paid me
Pimpin get a bitch, break a bitch, hit a bitch, shake a bitch
Spit game till I make this shit turn these tricks and get me rich
Lick his ass suck my dick bring me back my duckets quick
Who you think you fucking with
I'm serious about this pimpin shit
All the niggaz I kick it with looking for a richer bitch
Get this bitch to take this trick for pounds of weed bricks and shit
Broke bitch you can get yo shit
Before I get another bitch who could fit yo shit
My pimp too strong I ain't with yo shit
You gon make me split yo shit
Two things I ain't seen is this UFO's and bitch I can't get
If her eyes on the ride she'll ride shut the fuck......
[Chorus ad libs (T.I.)]
Shawty saw the drop top like the bezzles in my watch [3X]
Like the bezzles in my watch like the bezzles in my watch
Shawty saw the drop top like the bezzles in my watch [3X]
Like the bezzles in my watch like the bezzles in my watch
[MJG]
Whole mack load it up hard as fine blow it up
M-J-G I know you hoes and been exposed enough
I cross a tree over bag a bitch and i toast her up
and slam dunk some pimpin in her sister if she close enough
[Eightball]
Look right here
open up the door and let it crook in here
Grab the mic a watch these niggaz tuck there tail and look in fear
As I bust around with no shells inside in myself
Lyrics like a conseled weapon sending you bitches straight to hell
[MJG]
Burning up just like in waco texas
Heating up your neckless
Scorching up your afro the devil coming at your
Ass and he hollow pointed
for niggas who really want it
M-J- fucking G for pussy and titties only
[Eightball]
Them bitches love when they see pimping come up in it
24 inches under somethin smoking tinted
Hustle hard for keep it cause I love to spend it
Pimping love is when your style is when you love to hit it
[Chorus ad libs (T.I.)]
[Bun B]
I came a long way from a posta posta
Till I kosta nostra kept the toaster closer
than I'm supposed to well I poast ya procha
Ride like a roller coaster
Pistol whip you hold ya throat then choke you like a croacha croacha rocha
pull out a light and smoke you (damn)
Pull my coat off I blessed man just streesed man
Just still elementary just a glance couldn't learn it is hurting my chances
Pack pistols just to blast it (blast it)
I put it to second guessers I blast it it just to prove it (prove it)
Mother fuckers get a moving (moving)
I born into hustling I grew up tustlin
Gave my muscle in and got into meeting my frail but hell I put my trust in
My left and right hand grinding threw the night
And I keep my family right and see some paper like a white man
Balling in the ninth (and) we holding in the light (and) sippin on purple
sprite and you can call it what you like
I call what the fuck I feel play the courts that fucking peel
But we ain't sleeping till they free and pimping here that's the fucking drill

Rick Ross(Talking)
To deal with a dude like me baby, you gotta be the HBIC, The Head Bitch in Charge calling all the shots baby, Can’t be scared to gamble, gotta role the dice, (Feel Me) Scared money don’t make none
Verse 1(Rick Ross)
Shawty look I know my ego looking 40 foot, Big chain not talking bout the naughty look, Mind guardedness' im going for the sparty look, he young and rich and bitch that go without an argument, my kicks Brown now I'm looking for Rihanna nem, smoke junkie kush funkier than Parliament, what's the problem then, girl fuck ya apartment, move in with me on the beach now you top ten, you could do the spa, see the new ?, these my feelings and im really feeling who you are, baby light brown, with the right smile, first lady and she ready for the white house
Chorus(Ne-Yo)
Baby you, do shine just like I do, just like you’re supposed to, Everyone knows you’re the boss’s girl, My diamond, envy of all your friends, These moves that we’re making, got us on top of the world, you’re the boss’s girl, oooh, Baby You're The Boss's Girl, Baby You're The Boss's Girl
Verse 2(Rick Ross)
Stretch limonzines, tall waterfalls, valley at the crib, my cars I love'em all, boss lady she the head bitch in charge, she ask for head first so she gets it off the top, champagne pop, rubber band knots, ? millionaire, I know that other man not, let her call the shots, she want me on the top, and the way I want it It'll be a month before I stop, kinda walk funny, stumble out the pad, snap of her finger niggas picking up her tab, walking through the mall, got me carrying her bags, I gotta pause cause the mutherfucker bad
Chorus(Ne-Yo)
Baby you, do shine just like I do, just like you’re supposed to, Everyone knows you’re the boss’s girl, My diamond, envy of all your friends, These moves that we’re making, got us on top of the world, you’re the boss’s girl, oooh, Baby You're The Boss's Girl, Baby You're The Boss's Girl
Verse 3(Rick Ross)
Cruising down Collins, knocking Trick Daddy, when I'm upset all my niggas trigger happy, do me a favor, watch your behavior, cause them insanes will send you straight to your savior, looking at my savings baby I can save ya, take ya para-sailing straight to Jamaica, ya man a bot? boy, what the bumble clot, you deserve better, 6 car garage, come in late night,? airport, as I take flight, I'm your air jordan, we the world champs, come and ball with us, gotta take my time when I put it all in her.
Chorus(Ne-Yo)

I am a boy soldier
Look into my eyes
I’m tired and older
Than the dead man by my side
I can take your soul
In a flash and a smile
And my home, and my name, and my life
Lie so very far behind me
Every second in no man's land
I hold my life in these small hands
Every day in a world gone mad
Hard to face who I am
Once we were children
Once we played in the morning light
Once we were chidren
One morning they came
The soldiers took us away
I am a boy soldier
See my eyes’ empty stare
Each day explodes with pain
And it’s more than I can bare
The ghosts of the slain
Are the shadows in my eyes
And I dream tomorrow will come
And carry me away
Every second in No Man's Land
I hold my life in these small hands
Every day in a world gone mad
Hard to face who I am
Once we were children
Once we played in the morning light
Once we were dreamers
One morning they came

He Signore e Signori e Signorina! Wissetu eine Pizza?
1.
Ich esse jän en Pizza - Pizza Mammamia
un dat es keine Trick - Pizza mäht nit deck
Se es e Stöck Italia - en jrande Sinfonia
die brengk dich op de Bein - du danz von janz allein
Refrain:
Oh la la, wissetu eine Pizza?
Oh la la, Pizza wundaba!
Oh la la, wissetu eine Pizza?
Oh la la, Pizza wundaba!
2.
Bene Mozzarella un Tomata bella Schampijongs Salami
Proschuto un noch mieh
Su en Pizza Cappriciosa es lecker un Formosa
mer kritt för winnig Jeld et Bessette op dr Welt!
Refrain:
Oh la la....
3.
Pizza Pizza per me! Tarantella Frikadella
Pizza Pizza per me! Si Si allesse Palletti
Pizza Pizza per me! Un Momento! Pizza Phantasia!
Jetz noch e Jlas Chianti - domet et rötsch avanti!
Tutti Frutti op dr Desch - amici alles frisch
för't Hätz e ne Esspresso un ne Jrappa evver presto
denn dann fängk - leeve Mann - et dolche Vita aan!
Refrain:
Oh la la...
Pizza Pizza per me! Pizza! Carabinieri! Bon Appetito!
Pizza Pizza per me!
La la la la la ....
Refrain:
Oh la la....

Never know what you're doing
Don't know where you're going
Wondering where you're at
Can't remember where you've been
What are you going to do
Don't know when you'll do it
You don't really know how
You would rather let things go
Can't make up your mind
Trapped by indecision
Confusion surrounds you
Chaos all around
No established system
No such thing as goals
Never have a plan
Lacking direction
Constantly forgetting
People's names
Not saying what you mean
Not getting to the point
Wandering around
Everywhere you go
Calling up the locksmith
Cause you lost your keys
Never understanding
The ones you love
Is it real
Or just for money
Unexpected moments
Always around
That look you have tells me

[Chorus x2: Prodigal Sunn samples]
"Don't don't don't don't don't
Don't get puzzled from the words I spill"
"I'll let you know"
"D-DJ" "Where you gon' run to"
"Don't get puzzled from the words I spill"
"I'll let 'em know"
"D-DJ" "Sunn'll turn face"
[Prodigal Sunn]
The gun of a slave, condensed prince, crowns and kings
The face of a pharoah, escapin' the American dream
They say it's all about the time and the themes
So I takes my time, create design, intellectual blind
Tore my heart, body and soul, as I run through the globe
Teachin' the babies, the young and the old livin' in this cold world
Some play for better days and better ways
Wise words from my grandpa; lay low when that beretta sprays
Got only one life to live, choose positive over negative
You know the game is mad competitive
To all my kin folks and relatives
Open your eyes, to the lies, real lines, go wake and suit up
[Chorus x2]
[Prodigal Sunn]
It all started 29 hard, verse with a spark, then lay it marv'
Reign of the star, the Sunn, I grew my arms Dubar
Endangered species, run the city of lust, greed and envy
Piece hangin' from your chest, diamond crest, don't tempt me
Since a young shorty, move with the force of a horse
Main ingredient to my line source, full meal course
Never known to deal with the soft, cuz the real, we comin' off
Long term like the floor scout, scrapers and lofts
My Uncle Ray used to say; boy, eat to live
No food in the crib, stomach down, and touchin' my ribs
Foodstamp kid, first bid, age 12; juvenile skid
For scappin' a pillar, money guerilla
Runnin' wild through the 'Nam com, weapon concealer
Became wise to the fact that only God delivers
Still remember Grandma Miller, rockin' chinchilla's
'83, out in A.C., with Grandpa Skrilla
[Chorus x2]
[Prodigal Sunn]
I set a scene that causes heart attacks
Smoother than the scale on a shark's back
We smarter than your average cat, as a matter of a fact
Ready for any savage with gats
Bag that, you'll get head cracked, lay dead flat
Grown in these streets, plus killas needed weed over meat
Survival depends, ascends on your style and technique
Political muscle, rather do venetical structure
In a Jetta, go horetical, blood of a hustla
In gold chains, before they put us in chains
Hit us with the crack cocaine
Watch the junkies shootin' smack in they veins
From Lennox to Lewis, convinced we can do this
Always knew this, heavyweight champ
Bang with the force, of forty amps
Yeah, that's just the way it is, knowledge my biz
Self employed, big boy toys, enjoy, my kids, for real
For real, life is not a game son, you better know it's real, real
[Chorus x4]
[Outro: Prodigal Sunn]
It's all about surival, baby
It's alot of sharks in the pool, man
Straight up, I see you sleep, boy
Stay away from affections
I know the game, baby, yeah, yeah
We know the game', baby
Don't get puzzled from the words I spill
That shit is real, real, you know the drill, real

Chorus:
My pussy good pussy sweet
Pussy good enough to eat
Pussy good pussy sweet
Pussy good enough to eat (2x)
Verse 1:
Tight pussy right pussy
Fuck me all night pussy
Make u leave yo wife pussy
Cause dis what u like pussy
Slide down on ya pipe pussy
Ride ya like a bike pussy
It do whatever u ask it to, nice pussy
Top notch best pussy
I fuck then I wet pussy
Louie gucci prada yea u know I got that fresh pussy
He love da way it feel pussy
Kill a nigga bout da pussy
10's 20's 50's got that hunnit dollar bill pussy
Make a nigga cheat pussy
Nut it then I skeet pussy
Fucking so good I'm moving in next week pussy
Tricking off da keep da pussy
Beat it like da beat pussy
So fresh n so clean I got that STD free pussy
Chorus:
My pussy good pussy sweet
Pussy good enough to eat
Pussy good pussy sweet
Pussy good enough to eat (2x)
Verse 2:
I got that new pussy old pussy keep me from ya crew pussy
Pussy snap back feel like it's brand new pussy
Fuck that other pussy cause dis got ya got ya hooked pussy
1 minute man I wish a nigga would pussy
Can't leave da pussy here follow me to da moon pussy
Serve it to u now u can eat it wit a spoon pussy
Got that good good got u calling out of work pussy
Fuck u like I'm putting it on a dick n twerk pussy
Warp round da dick said it fit just right pussy
Make u cum once, twice, maybe even thrice pussy
Got that pretty pussy got that zotic pussy
N u know the kind that make u shoot of like a rocket pussy
Chorus:
My pussy good pussy sweet
Pussy good enough to eat
Pussy good pussy sweet
Pussy good enough to eat (2x)
Verse 3:
Freak pussy sweet pussy eat it up for dinner pussy
Got that deep pussy turn a fan to a center pussy
I got that pussy platinum plat pussy
Put it in a hall of fame I got that classic pussy
I got that boss pussy that shot caller pussy
When we fucking feel like u ain't got no problem pussy
Always on ya mind pussy fucking up ya grind pussy
Call it Cadillac cause u love da way u buy it pussy
Like how it's t'in pussy that finger licking pussy
I'm back in town I got that kiss it where u miss it pussy
I got that choker pussy I got that soaker pussy
Nigga wanna put it in his gar n smoke it pussy
Chorus:
My pussy good pussy sweet
Pussy good enough to eat
Pussy good pussy sweet

(Speech 1)
You ever hear something that makes you say hmm?
Well I was told that my bank needs a bailout
That's right you heard me
The same bank that's charging me told hold my money
That's no joke but you can laugh if you find it funny
(Chorus)
I see it's green on their side as I look over the fence
Got my back against the wall
I'm the 99%
I'm the 99%
Got my back against the wall I'm the 99%
(Verse 1)
If ever the times right
I tell you the times now
Let your voices be heard loud
You tell them proud
Nope no more, no more
Taking taxes from the poor
Just to hand them to the rich
So my monies spent
Without me giving consent
So now I stand with the 99%
While the other 1% seems to run the government
Politicians seem confused don't know who to represent
Either that or their intentions are bad
They say they need a bailout
That's right bailout the banks
I know I'm good at painting pictures
But I'm drawing a blank
(Chorus)
I see it's green on their side as I look over the fence
Got my back against the wall
I'm the 99%
I'm the 99%
Got my back against the wall I'm the 99%
(Verse 2)
I figured I'd meet them on wall street
To see what their saying
It's hard to believe
That these banks keep charging us fees
I know nothing in life is free
So their taking a piece of that government cheese
While the country bleeds
And they're not even bankers
Their banksters
Gangsters in a suit and tie
Tricked us with the perfect crime
Guess no one saw the signs
Of some loans they call sub prime
So no one's serving time
For some crimes they committed
Now we're dealing with some thieves
Well a shall I proceed
In deed some feel the need for greed
Documents in small print make it hard to read
But easy to mislead
It's almost hard to believe
How many tricks are up their sleeve?
Hmmmm I wonder
(Chorus)
I see it's green on their side as I look over the fence
Got my back against the wall
I'm the 99%
I'm the 99%
Got my back against the wall I'm the 99%
(Verse 3)
Well who isn't stressing over fears of recession
Really hope you learned your lesson
Expect the unexpected
When these thieves talk investing
I can't even trust the news
There's to many different views
Too easy to get confused
And these commentators
Claim they got the latest
If we listen they can save us
Even though they still blame us
Some claim they got the facts
Make up poll numbers just to show the stats
So if these politicians paying
Then their rising in the polls
Hope you buy what their saying
Cause their selling their souls
And it won't take a change of weather
Just to know that they cold
(Chorus)
I see it's green on their side as I look over the fence
Got my back against the wall
I'm the 99%
I'm the 99%
Got my back against the wall I'm the 99%
(Speech 2)
I'm tired of being tired
I'm sick of being sick
Politicians debating over health care that they have
So now our needs don't fit the budget
Because their doing the math
So now we all get to watch the decline of the middle class
But don't fret though
Because no matter what they try and hide
The truth will always show
(Chorus)
I see it's green on their side as I look over the fence
Got my back against the wall
I'm the 99%
I'm the 99%