Eddie Bow lyrics

Artist  : Unlv 
Song : Eddie Bow



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[Tec-9]

Sweatin' so hard you need three or four
towels,

Check out my new dance that I call the Eddie
Bow

Shake your fuckin' hands, then you take a another
chance

Won't you twerk wit your legs, now you're doin'
my dance



[Chorus-Tec-9]

Won't you bow, bow, bow, bow, bow, bow, bow, bow,
bow, bow,

Bow, bow, bow, bow, bow



[1st Verse-Tec-9]



Won't you bow for the Melphanine?

Won't you bow for the Josephine?

Won't you bow for the Calliope?

I saw now bow for the Calliope

Won't you bow for the Magnolia?

Won't you bow for the Magnolia?

I was chillin' in a club, niggas on my jock

As I watched cruddy hoes pussy pop pop pop

I said I'm straight out the third and I don't
give a fuck

Now let me hit'cha from the back and get my
fuckin' dick sucked

All you got to do, is keep on some fresh gear

Them hoes'll sweat a nigga like cheerleaders on a
fuckin' field

Gimme a beat, and throw the Bally's on your
feet

And forget about the people for the Polo you
see?

Who I'm talkin' to?  Yes you not the Allah

Hey sweatin' so hard you need three or four
towels



[Chorus]



[2nd Verse-Lil Ya]



And I'ma teach not to ever try to battle me

I fucked with this one nickel nigga up on Eagle
Street

Cuz I'ma talk about the hoes who like to ride
that dick

They talkin' shit about they want they fuckin'
hair fixed

And runnin' game, is boku weed

I got to talk about them talk about them bald
head freaks

Bitch I'm a donkey, ride I just don't care

I keep on kickin' it bout them hoes with the real
short hair

Now who I'm talkin' to?  Yes you not the
Allah

Hey sweatin' so hard you need three or four
towels

Won't you bow for a nigga that keeps it live?

Won't you bow for my boys off Second and
Drive?

Won't you bow for Fourth street?

Won't you bow for Sixth street?

I said now bow for Willow street

Won't you bow for Eagle street?

I was doin' about sixty on my candy apple lady
Lee

I met a hoe that they call Kiki

Cruisin' down the ave. when I met this hoe

I said get in the back we goin' straight to the
Rochambeaux

In the hotel I'm bout to rock her World

Then I pulled down her pants and then I smelled a
fuckin' smell

I said you not burnin' me like the Devil in
Hell

Yo I'll go again with my last story to tell, but
first...



[chorus]



[3rd Verse-Tec-9]



Now I left the stupid bitch in the
Rochambeaux

Blew another big weed and easily crept out the
door

Then I jumped on my bike because I'm on the move
again

Runnin' boku game on hoes as if I need a
girlfriend

It is hot in this mutha and you thinkin' bout ya
mother

Sweat drippin' down your face, fuckin' right you
need a towel



[Chorus]