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Hush Hush; Hush Hush (The Pussycat Dolls) · Hush Hush; Hush Hush (The Pussycat Dolls) · Hush Hush, Vol. 1 (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Hush, Hush, Sweet Charlotte/Gentle on My Mind (Patti Page) · Hush Hush/Everybody (Founder Prophecies) · Pussycat Babylon (Josie Cotton) · Pussycat on a Leash (Oceana) · Six White Russians and a Pink Pussycat (Room Eleven) · Pussycat (Wyclef Jean) · What's New Pussycat [Pazzazz] (Tom Jones) – and 90 other albums »


that's cool with you
And then later on
I'll call you on the phone
And then I'll make you mine
By singin' you this little song

Hush little lady
Charlotte wakes when she hears the croons
Of candy canes and singing spoons
Hush, Amanda, now don't you weep
Your dolls will sing you back to sleep
Then
Santa
a pussycat and a hush fell on the crowd
I said let's you and me go outside and see who's the winner
Well he gripped the bar with one big hairy hand then he
It was late one fall night at a fairground near town
When Esther first saw the Armenian man
Who groveled toward her and stood by her side
With
lullaby

Charlotte wakes when she hears the croons
Of candy canes and singing spoons
Hush, Amanda, now don't you weep
Your dolls will sing you back
(Steve Whiteman, Shea Quinn)
My living doll I hear you call
She's my ball baby ball
Yeah she's keeping me up all night
Honey hush don't you cry
Gonna
this mail

[Verse 1]
Turn my mail, I talk to rappers when I touch down
I'ma go by me a check with my bitches welfare check
And if I hurt her
hush you like a kid
In a crib, damn, it's time to silence the lamb

Big L gotta silence the lambs
To my man D'Shawn gotta silence the lambs
To Naughty By
of this shit that a niggaz up lift about the game
The drought season main, 'cause this shit here never remains the same
And a brother ain`t about to let
commence the love makin'
On and on til the next morn
Pumpin' all night like Exxon
Feelings of guilt began to sprout so I stop
And like "As We Lay" by
Relentless agent hush horrendous circles on my pavement
Two sticks to burn basics the lie adjacent to my placement
On the game board, lunge forward and wind-up
clap your hands wind it up 
C'mon clap your hands wind it up 

Hush I'm comin' through with the bum rush 
Feelins forced style Adidas Cold Crush
of this shit that a niggaz up lift about the game
The drought season main, 'cause this shit here never remains the same
And a brother ain`t about to let
than a doll
Look so damn fresh that shit should be against the law
I'm living my life like the rules of the game and they calling the 40 a law
Money
strokin' all by yourself
Understand this Bubba Sparxxx, S-P-A-are-triple X
I sprinkle soul in your pussy hole 
And put some coal on your nipple and neck
Back when stacks start increasin
And y'all main bitches peeped it, so hold up
It's no secret, the hoes is creepin
And all y'all lies is weak and, it