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Nappy Heads (Fugees) · Lay Lady Lay (Magnet) · Lay Lady Lay (Ministry) · You Lay So Easy on My Mind/Let's Love While We Can (Andy Williams) · Let's Talk About Gender Baby, Let's Talk About You and Me (The Knife) · Baby Baby Baby (Jimmy Witherspoon) · Baby Baby Baby (Jimmy Witherspoon) · Baby, Baby, Baby (Mindy Carson) · Let It Snow Baby...Let It Reindeer (Relient K) · Let It Snow Baby...Let It Reindeer (Relient K) – and 90 other albums »


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Brand new Chris Brown, T-Pain
You heard it hear first Nappy Boy Radio
We love you

Hey,

[Chorus]
She want that lovey dovey 
That
forbidden to come 'round
Lord knows I love you, Molly
Molly Brown

Molly Brown, Molly Brown
Lay down by my side
Show me how you spread your wings
And let that
some every now and then, oh hey

Where are your people from? Maybe Mississippi or an Island
Apparently your skin has been kissed by the sun
You make me
Till your daddy and you mama protect you
And keep you safe from harm
Brown baby

It makes me glad you gonna have things that I never had
When out
Till your daddy and you mama protect you
? and keep you safe from harm
Brown baby

It makes me glad you gonna have things that I never had
When out
alright with me
Baby let's do 69
Hit me on my hotline
I'm a slob on the 9
So that's a start 69
Baby that is alright with me

I know you want it baby
ruin this a-heart of mine.

I'll go see them come down my way
Like a fool you're gonna hear me say:
"I'll lay at your bed Sally Sue Brown
Please let
mommy and daddy protect you
And keep you save from harm

Brown baby
Brown baby
It makes me so glad
That you will have things
I've never had
When
the wind blow by

Girl, you know you told me not so long ago
To let it come, then let it pass
And all your troubles and your sorrows
They won't last
Doin' nothin' all the way
So let's lay down in the tall grass
Dreamin' away

And all I want to do is let it be
And be with you and watch the wind blow by
some every now and then, oh hey

Where are your people from? Maybe Mississippi or an Island
Apparently your skin has been kissed by the sun
You make me
your brown hair
I got you up here; you just handle me, shawty

[Chorus:]
Baby, let's do a 69 
In the back of my Lincoln with the suicide doors
Same
Yeah! ooh! ooh!

Pagan baby, let me make your name.
Drive it, baby, drive your big love game.
Pagan baby, what you got, I need.

Don't be savin',
Lay it on me
King Cowboy baby, you know my credits
Don't ask if it's true, fuck it I said it
Regret it? (Never) Pimpin'? (Forever)

Pull more
but they play in the field
Tabasco ain't gon' let it ride though, let my brother fat folk
I thrill for the kill, smoke me a [unverfied]
Never runnin'
caught it Downbound train.
Too much monkey business and on with Brown eyed handsome man
Roll over Beethoven, try to catch me if you can
So long, Havana
mommy and daddy protect you
And keep you save from harm

Brown baby
Brown baby
It makes me so glad
That you will have things
I've never had
When
to lay it down

Hide in me,confide in me
Don't you think it's time to be
Everything we tried to be
You and me should lay it down

Speak to me, be
Sisqo to lay you down
Is it gonna be on the floor by the sofa
Or on the door then back on the floor
Like we did before
Baby straddle me by the TV
to lay it down

Hide in me,confide in me
Don't you think it's time to be
Everything we tried to be
You and me should lay it down

Speak to me, be
Let me see you make me smile 

Your clothes are dirty 
But your hands are clean 
And you're the best thing 
That I ever seen 
Stay baby stay
the sun
You make me want a Hershey's kiss, your licorice

Every time I see your lips, it makes me think of honey-coated chocolate
Your kisses are worth
for the world? 
I scream this to you, and I say it to the world 
Nappy then, Nappy now - Nappy for a bit 
Knee-deep, head over heels in this country
made me happy baby

I almost, I almost I wrapped up
When I see you, I want to love you more, and more, and more
Hey lay it down

Lay it down, let
brown paper bag money
This for my strippers getting black plastic bag money
We're talking that bad money, that I.R.S can tax money you dig me

[Rick