Lyrics.com »

Search results for 'everybody wants someone by ray parker jr'

Yee yee! We've found 16 lyrics, 100 artists, and 100 albums matching everybody wants someone by ray parker jr.



my, with my back up against a wall 
     That's tough, Ray 
That's why if it wasn't for bad luck sugar 
Oh I tell everybody if it wasn't for bad luck
as a mother livin on soil, it's best to have someone to spoil
So any toy, he wants he get, yo kids it worth it, Mr. A'Doy
Said he destroy, annoy, don't meen
better play all day 

Make the whole world say Damn this sucker Ray 

Yo yo yo 

Yeah this be the jump 

That's making everybody want to bop their
better play all day 

Make the whole world say Damn this sucker Ray 

Yo yo yo 

Yeah this be the jump 

That's making everybody want to bop their
buttons
faggots that's good for nothing always want to prove there something
your mother had to carry you for nine months
but I could bury you by squeezing
skinning a cat
I know you you want to see my jackknife,
But I'm using a bat
Put the mutton on the table,
There's a fork by your plate
Someone told me
better play all day 

Make the whole world say Damn this sucker Ray 

Yo yo yo 

Yeah this be the jump 

That's making everybody want to bop their
better play all day 

Make the whole world say Damn this sucker Ray 

Yo yo yo 

Yeah this be the jump 

That's making everybody want to bop their
of here
You're stealing fractions from a whole that disappears

And the talk
Everybody wants a coup
But you start it
Someone else and I'll recoup
[KRS One] 
YES! Chillin in the place right now 
Harmony and Heather be	 Ms. Melodie 
DJ Jamal Ski DJ Kenny Parker 
And of course we are gettin
I'm getting by with my wicked ways
I'm loading up and I'm taking names
I want to dig my way to hell
I want to dig my way to hell

I'm getting by with
I'm getting by with my wicked ways
I'm loading up and I'm taking names
I want to dig my way to hell
I want to dig my way to hell

I'm getting by with
somethin' new comes along, everybody wants a bite
Don't happen overnight

[Chorus]
So you want to be a rock superstar? 
And live large 
A big house.
was stressin me
Now her best friend be undressing me
Well I was loving her by the moon ray
Now I'm tricking on her like Kinte' (c'mon)
Bought a bag
Pullin' up to the club 
Six coke dealers in my truck 
Slidin' to the v.i room 
Hypnotik is in my cup 

Then I felt someone grab me 
And say
one
Trying to puncture on my life by filling up my lungs
The shit you call air, but I call it death
'Cause it makes me choke and lose my breath
My