Lyrics:
and you’re pushing your body close to mine,
Don’t matter the hour,
Just as long as you’re on top we’ll be just fine
Well I’m consumed by this
girl from my
shit
You're not alone
A little world wide supporter set the tone
To stay in my zone and just try to
The music hot, like pepper on the steak, kid!
Just
pon)
For my ship I go make you commodore (commodore)
Full stop o (Kpom Kpom)
I no go do you leg over
Make I be your number 1 love love love
I no go
stacks
Sixty M's later and three hunnid tax
Still losing weight with the south on my back, nigga
I pray you play by the rules
I came so close
lifting your hands up
All of us who reaching, back and forth how they panned us
All of this can be within arms reach if you stand up
Seated well, close
you to sleep well tonight
Let the world turn without you tonight
If we try, we'll get by, so forget all about us tonight
Everything's alright, yes
what I'm saying?
When I yank you by the fuckin' arm
Don't be looking at a nigga crazy
Just give up the digits and be the fuck out, you know what I'm
what I'm saying?
When I yank you by the fuckin' arm
Don't be looking at a nigga crazy
Just give up the digits and be the fuck out, you know what I'm
As if she had defeated her desire
She just wanted to ride in a Delahaye 135
She just wanted to ride in a Hudson Commodore
No need to worry anymore
you to sleep well tonight
Let the world turn without you tonight
If we try, we'll get by, so forget all about us tonight
Everything's alright, yes
the music itself
The shelf, well it was stacked with em - stacked to the maximum
Old school, before R&B became an acronym
The Commodores, Ojays, Isleys,
You in God's hands now, keep a place for me kid
Ain't nuttin changed -- still _Party and Bulls***_
We used to +F*** R&B B****es+ and see who rhyme
Verse 1:
I rolls by the Royce dealership to manifest
I can see a future stars above my head
I’d love to share that feeling with the love I haven’t
You in God's hands now, keep a place for me kid
Ain't nothing changed, still "Party and Bullshit"
We used to +Fuck R&B Bitches+ and see who rhyme
"MTV's decades is sponsered in part by the Amiga computer from commodore
and by the Nintendo entertainment system"
Dream..
Hey listen!
It all
make some folk uneasy
Looking at tags thinking man
That just be needy
Yet here I am in my best kicks like its picture day
Picture this
Day two in central
someone who's afraid to get too
Close, oh
Oh, so close, oh
I want you close, ooh
'Cause space is just a word made up by someone who's afraid to get
to the river
Where she cast her spell
And it was 'neath that Memphis moonlight
She sang this song so well
If you'll be my Dixie chicken
Hey, I'll be your
when the storm comes on
Else like us will you be lost to sea
Forfeit forever to your rivalry
And of all the warships sent to sea yours will yet remain
and verbs
You just stumble over your words
So in love with my shit
They save it in pampers
The only pull ups be the drive by
When I pull up then pull out
stop me now, I'm on a roll
Your social crisis' getting out of hand, it's taking a toll
By your leave, Commodore
You've been here before
But you've always
therefore
Truth lies beyond the shore)
Don't get stuck
Get in
Drift
Hungry heart
The waves within
You can be it
But don't believe it
With eyes closed, a cog
It's my thing what I bring, I try to do it well
You can bet your bottom dollar that the Tribe will not be slipping
Making hit after hit as we commence
Yea I woke up in a night Sweat
Tossing and turning got me feeling like I might Just
Hit the town and get around like where my Night went
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