Lyrics:
You
mother was a hamster and your father smelt of elderberries!
GALAHAD: Is there someone else up there we could talk to?
GUARD: No, now go away or I
with my game
Flip a fat ride, there's no need for a train
Rappers come close, but they just can't make it
When it comes to the funk, you know I won't
That Joe Payne
I'll be no good to ya
He's a Payne by name
And a pain by nature
Ooh-woah-oh
That Joe Payne
I'm gonna ruin your life
Cos he's a Payne
By
Well you see I happened to be back on the east coast
A few years back tryin' to make me a buck
Like everybody else, well you know
Times get hard
plain
Old black extensions
Just a T-shirt about carbon
"I always thought that by the time
I put out a third album, i would want
To come back to natural
'cause I don't have to (what?)
You can run your mouth, I don't care (care)
But if you get too close, I'm gon' clap you (what else?)
It's too real out
my lungs and aches up my bones
I unplugged the TV, I turned off the phone
I moved to the city I thought that it loved me
The city loves no one the city
as a god of
Superiority and absolute divinity
I'm significant
Marxism is being used by the left to
Ruin this country and I can
No longer sit and watch this
twisting the sterile canvas snoot of
a fully-charged icing anointment utensil. And every time a nice little muffin comes
by on the belt, he poots forth...
right now I'm still growin'
There's fewer doubts at the moment, I know it
Will change eventually 'cuz everything does
You probably got no more trouble
across my collar, does it purr?
All these pimps is hysterical
I think they full of scare
Passin' by 'em in the V twin
Ghost-ridin' the blur
And rejection
what can I say
This is for never telling me how to stay grounded
Surrounded by family
No paparazzi hounding
Falling in debt, percocets, nervous wreck
Now
if I
Listen to it enough, I could map
A way out" Before we exit
They agree Ocean will come back later
This evening to work on
It pharrell is attending
Well you see I happened to be back on the east coast
A few years back tryin' to make me a buck
Like everybody else, well you know
Times get hard
girl
'cause I couldn't take my eyes off her
She had a cowboy hat (what else), a sun-greased tan
(what else), pants with the ass just right
Now I can
Rewind the clip
Yeah, I'll start by taking back
It's Spring of '17
Sitting shotgun there in my car
You said celebrities are sad, no matter how big or small
him an F! (2x)
“Come on man!”
I’d give him an F!
Joe gives money away
For this and that.
But you gotta remember
What’s up with that.
see her in silhouette
Than get another version of these
Uptown girls, with the arrogance
I gotta put em on freeze
If autumn is coming then let her come
over me
And no, this ain't the clean version
And what you gonna do with all that meat?
Cookin' up a mean servin'
No question, I want it
Fire up,
over me
And no, this ain't the clean version
And what you gonna do with all that meat?
Cookin' up a mean servin'
No question, I want it
Fire up,
Rick
Like our sauce we leave you dipped
You can never really predict
Cause Rick said I'm a
Wait no wait I mean I said I'm a genius
Wait where did
(4:30 in the morning, mira)
You know what I mean, mira
Dame te culo, mami (give me my shit back, give me my shit back)
Yo, Fat Joe and them is
Come on in.
(Door close)
(Relaxed) Right. So, first of all, Its great to see two people willing to work at their relationship, and I believe theres
Interlude 5 lyrics: Lauryn Hill MTV Unplugged 2.0
You all doin' alright? You ok? I'm not screamin at ya, I'm just askin you a question. y'all givin'
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