Lyrics:
of Fine Arts, dr west
Dr kanye West: I’m sorry
That was just my opinion
I am a pop artist so
My medium is public opinion and
The world is my canvas
"I’m
appreciate if you could stop 'letting it out'. but okay, okay, fine, thank you.
Dr. stewart: that's it, you're all right, everything's good. all right, you
rap-art
Que su pasión es rapear
Rap-art rap-art rap-art
De Dr. dre ella es fan
Rap-art rap-art rap-art
A ella le encanta el rap-art
Rap-art rap-art rap-art
GALAHAD: B-but--
ZOOT: Oh, come come, you must try to rest! Doctor Piglet,
Doctor Winston, practice your art.
PIGLET: Try to relax.
GALAHAD: Are you
back from the D-R
She tried to give me something, I told her, "Sweetheart"
Yeah, I'm fine (yeah)
Don't be worried 'bout me, my nigga, I'm fine
Feel
She's got pretty huge honey eyes
Along with coral lips
Overplays her makeup everytime
Then rinses it away until it's fine
Goes on with a white top,
be.
Calling Dr. Dre to surgery
[Arabian Prince:]
L.A. is the place for you to be
To witness Dr. Dre in surgery
He has a Ph. D in mixology to cut
to know me inside out
Maybe we'll be fine
We'll master this art
This art this art
This art art of love
This art this art
This art art of love
This art
behind
I lose a fan but I'ma be fine
Dr. Feelgood, didn't think I still could
Make it funky real good
Take it then I looped it
Make you say,
see my eyes
Oh, Doctor, Doctor, Doctor
I do not know my mind
And until I thought about it
I was doing fine
The drunken village doctor
Is
I lose a fan but I'mma be fine
Dr. Feelgood, didn't think I still could
Make funk real good
Take it then I looped it
Make you say -
jokin'"
I'm coping just fine, tryna give sign
I'm just joking
Don't provoke me
I'll make you stroke me
By that I meant my ego
There ain't nothing I do
the doctor told her sister of the two options she had to survive; she had to let the child die for her to live or let the child live for her to die. It was
(Scott)
Doctor (Scott)
Now if you make a lot of money and you just don't care
You smell really good with that savoir-faire
You date a fine motherfucker,
be.
Calling Dr. Dre to surgery
[Arabian Prince:]
L.A. is the place for you to be
To witness Dr. Dre in surgery
He has a Ph. D in mixology to cut
label me the connoisseur powered by the plants, still mistakenly a carnivore
You should pick your battles wisely if you know the art of war
Liv it up,
be.
Calling Dr. Dre to surgery
[Arabian Prince:]
L.A. is the place for you to be
To witness Dr. Dre in surgery
He has a Ph. D in mixology to cut
of art
Created a gas mask to save Tony Starks
Fuck the hour one, prowl the doctor on speed dial
Slid to the aisle fixed up the golden child
Exquisite
causing mayhem, hey, what about you
Tell me you're fine
It's all in my mind
Doctor, doctor, give me my pills
I say doctor, doctor, to pay me my bills
Come
well, you're feeling fine
Well, well, well, he'll make you
Doctor Robert
My friend works for the National Health
Doctor Robert
You'll pay money
well, you're feeling fine
Well, well, well, he'll make you
Doctor Robert
My friend works for the National Health
Doctor Robert
You'll pay money
Ich zwing mir nümme uf, eine vo dr Guete müsse zsi
Erscht wemmer sind wer mer sind, chömmer wärde, wer mer chönted wärde
Chönted gueti Mänsche wärde,
a moment
Capture this memory
A fine specimen
God sculpted
Perfectly
Piece by piece
Every body part
With just one look
I know that he was working hard
You're
Art of madness, ooh
Art of madness
I went to the doctor the other day
Just to make sure if I was okay
The diagnosis said I was totally insane
I
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