by Field Mob on album From tha Roota to tha Toota

(feat. Trina) (Chorus x2) I'm so sick of being lonely Every night while my man goes out with his homies I wanna know how it feels to be loved, be loved (Interlude (sung)) Any other night, you'd be a

by Field Mob on album Light Poles and Pine Trees

(Intro - Shawn Jay) Dougherty County mannnnnn (Hook - Shawn Jay) Whats yo area code (mine 229) Whats yo area code (mine 229) Whats yo area code (mine 229) If I don't be in yo business nigga stay outt

by Field Mob on album Hot 97: Platinum, Volume 17

[verse 1] little shawty, we used to be on the phone all day talkin' to the sunshine shinin' on my bald head now today seem strange no call on my celly, no name on my caller id callin' you up and ya og

by Field Mob on album Light Poles and Pine Trees

(Chevy P aka Smoke) Yay... so brand new (it's a celebration bitches) Him and Chevrolet... Him and Chevrolet... Let's go Joe (Bridge ("Hey" repeated throughout)) 24s on the donk go (round and round ro

by Ludacris & Field Mob feat. Jamie Foxx on album Major Flavours

Georgia, Georgia, Georgia, Georgia We on the grind in - Georgia All the time, it aint Nothing on my mind but - Georgia We aint playing with you (X2) Verse 1: Country name, Country slang, Fiend at t

by Ludacris feat. Field Mob & Jamie Foxx on album ATL

Georgia, Georgia Georgia, Georgia We on the grind in Georgia All the time, it ain't Nothin' on my mind but Georgia We ain't playin' witcha We on the grind in Georgia All the time, it ain't Nothin' o

by Shawnna feat. Smoke of Field Mob on album Block Music

Damn damn she got a donkey And that shit so chunky How she get them jeans on that monkey Like man got me like a junky Only when she pump me Whisper in my ear I think she want it Verse 1: Now you can

by Field Mob feat. Ludacris & Ray Charles on album Southern Smoke, Volume 19: Dub Edition (Hosted by Ying Yang Twins & Baby "Birdman")

Georgia, Georgia Georgia, Georgia We on the grind in, Georgia All the time, it ain't Nothin' on my mind but, Georgia We ain't playin' witcha We on the grind in, Georgia All the time, it ain't Nothin

by Field Mob on album Sick of Being Lonely

Little shawty, we used to be on the phone all day Talkin' to the sunshine shinin' on my bald head Now today seem strange No call on my celly, no name on my caller ID Callin' you up and ya OGs sayin' y

by Field Mob on album From tha Roota to tha Toota

(feat. Trina) (Chorus x2) I'm so sick of being lonely Every night while my man goes out with his homies I wanna know how it feels to be loved, be loved (Interlude (sung)) Any other night,

by Field Mob on album From tha Roota to tha Toota

Two times, comin up, and I feel you and I done it up together Crushed a qt time and tha fun is up, sun down, and the sun is up Late at night night and day, you was up under me or I was up under ya

by Field Mob on album From tha Roota to tha Toota

I came up in the hood, infested with teenage hustlers Street grinders, paper chasin', scrapin' busters By keepin' dust up noses an' caine homes, pipes an' cans So they want they ride candy, painted

by Field Mob on album Miscellaneous

I would like to welcome everybody today First, before I get into my speech 'cause I do have a speech The sounds you are listening to are provided by Kid Joe, ah, yeah I'm Shawn Jay and I want to make

by Field Mob on album Miscellaneous

Yeah, all in my face feelin' me All in my face feelin' me We was up in the club Fillin' these with all the intention we sip of Hennessey My friend and me, I caught my niggas killin' me Testin' weed u

by Field Mob on album From tha Roota to tha Toota

Stay up Hold ya head up It's hell in the streets boy Hold your head young nigga, cause it's hell I'm sittin' in the courtroom, stomach full of butterflies Somebody help me, cause my life is in the Ju

by Field Mob on album From tha Roota to tha Toota

by Field Mob on album From tha Roota to tha Toota

Gurl fuck that nigga, Sean, he ain't bout shit anyway Allwayz with them bitch ass friends I don't know why y'all fuckin' with his lame ass anywayz Smoke ain't no muthafuckin' betta every time cal

by Field Mob on album From tha Roota to tha Toota

It ain't no converhation Bitch no dimistration Get the fuck up out my face before I spray yo ass in yo face bitch You fuckin wit a grown man Bitch you know what I can't stand A bitch like you try

by Field Mob on album 613: Ashy To Classy

by Field Mob on album 613: Ashy To Classy (Explicit Version)