Will Smith Lyrics

Will Smith Lyrics

"Freakin It Lyrics"

Rails Lyrics
Hey, lay me down some rails boys don't put me in jail boys and if I make a little noise just leave me alone I've been known to party some but I anit never hurt noone I've been ashamed of what I've done especially when I'm stoned I've spent most of my life in honest thinking and I never cared too much for serious drinking marijuana makes my eyes start blinking and incense make my sinuses drain So, lay me down some rails boys don't put me in jail boys

I'm bout to freak this
Ha ha ha ha,
What what what what
Uh , Big Will, uh I'm bout to freak this
What you want me to freak this
Just peep it while I freak this ,
Aiight aiight

I'm bout to freak this full out the king of the hill
Big Will keepin it real knees to the grill
The whole set on lock down, making you flock down,
To where I'm at to hear my rap,
I be that cat that set trends
Where y'all at?
On the corner with your freinds
Heard you screamin about cream in your rap kid
Yo my last check for wild wild west came on a flat bed
Once and for all lets get this straight
How you measure a rapper what make an MC great
Is it the sales? - 20mill
Is it the cars? - bently's
Is it the women? - jada
Is it the money? - please
Mr. Clean yet the fact remain
Got girls that dont speak english screamin' my name
All you rappers yellin bout who you put in a hearse
Do me a favour write one verse without a curse

I'm bout
Mama You Been On My Mind Lyrics
(Bob Dylan) Perhaps it? the color of the sun cut flat and coverin' the crossroads I? standing at or maybe it? the weather or something like that but mama you been on my mind I do not mean you trouble, don? put me down, don? get upset I am not pleadin?or sayin?I can? forget you I do not pace the floor, bowed down and bent, but yet mama you been on my mind Even tho?my eyes are hazy and my thoughts they might be narrow where you been don? bother me, or bring me
to freak this (yeah yeah)
What you want me to freak this (yeah yeah)
Don't sleep I'm gonna freak this (yeah yeah)
Yo It's smooth when I freak this (yeah yeah)
Lay back I'm bout to freak this (yeah yeah)
Peep this when I freak this (yeah yeah)
Lay on back I'm bout to freak this (yeah yeah)
What you want me to freak this (yeah yeah)

I don't wanna see ya'll sittin around don't wanna see ya'll sittin around
I don't wanna see ya'll sittin around don't wanna see ya'll sittin around

Aiight one more Give deja'vu
Up the chart Yo y'all see the way I flew
Can't nobody do this the way I do
You like how I freaky freak this say I do (I do)
Haters sick of the hits like the witch of the west no body wicked as this
I read in rap pages they refer to me as soft
Yeah, more like microsoft
Will Gates of the rap game
Quintessential Megalomaniac
What's my rap name? (Big Will)
I'm the man Not conceited I'm as good as I say I am
Dang diggy dang da dang da dan
Goofy's Concern Lyrics
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA! I don't give a fuck about the FBI I don't give a fuck about the CIA I don't give a fuck about LSD I don't give a fuck about anything AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA! I don't care what you want me to say I don't give a fuck about it anyway I don't give a fuck about the whole damn thing I don't give a fuck about every last thing I don't care who you want me to be I don't care what you want me to see I could give a fuck about who I am<
diggy diggy
Back withe the track masters to bang jiggy jiggy
Yo, every time time I shoot I score
So many awards I can start a Grammy chess board

I'm bout to freak this (yeah yeah)
What you want me to freak this (yeah yeah)
Don't sleep I'm gonna freak this (yeah yeah)
You know you like this when I freak this (yeah yeah)
Watch me I'm bout to freak this (yeah yeah)
What you want me to freak this (yeah yeah)
Don't sleep I'm gonna freak this (yeah yeah)
Yo it's smooth when I freak this (yeah yeah)

I'm bout to freak this
I'm bout to freak this
I'm bout to freak this

Tone and Poke lace the track
I lace the rap
Jeff do the cut
Yeah what, Rob do the mix, tape to JL
Then Tommy Mattola put it on sale
Then come da moment of truth
Hot off the press to the DJ booth
(Hey yo here it comes y'all that brand new Will Smith cut)
Soon as it drop watch the phones blow up (Boom)
Then ship a mill
Quick to the store
What sold
TWO OUT OF THREE AIN'T BAD Lyrics
(Jim Steinman) Producer for Bonnie: Jim Steinman Baby we can talk all night But that ain't getting us nowhere I told you everything I possibly can There's nothing left inside of here And maybe you can cry all night But that'll never change the way that I feel The snow is really piling up outside I wish you wouldn't make me leave here I poured it on and I poured it out I tried to show you just how much I care I'm tired of words and I'm too hoarse to shoutut?
When y'all gettin more
Finally get it
Bump the track
Then come the multi platinum plaque
Now I'm gonna leave it up to you
I bank the hit sound just for you
And then my dream come true
(This years american music award goes to) huh thankyou

I'm bout to freak this (yeah yeah)
What you want me to freak this (yeah yeah)
Yo you know I'm bout to freak this (yeah yeah)
Oh you like when I freak this (yeah yeah)
Don't sleep I'm gonna freak this (yeah yeah)
What you want me to freak this (yeah yeah)
Girl you know I'm bout to freak this (yeah yeah)
Yo peep it while i freak this (yeah yeah)
Ain't no way i gotta frea this (yeah yeah)
Yo you like how i freak this (yeah yeah)
Yo check this when i freak this (yeah yeah)
Look at when I freak this (yeah yeah)
Yo you know I'm gonna freak this (yeah yeah)
Don't sleep I'm gonna freak this (yeah yeah)
What you want me to freak this (yeah yeah)
Big will just freak this (yeah yeah)...