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I am the Captain of the S.S. Bathtub I roam wherever I please I am the Captain of the S.S. Bathtub Come sail away with me My friends come visit
P. U S. S. Y. - Sonia Grace aka Grace Gathua Chorus: P. U.S. S.Y Recognize it’s mine P. U. S.S. Y The choice is always mine P.U. S. S.Y Respect
con otra, por que tu ya estas conmigo y que nos deje tranquilos vivir S.S. es taparle la cabeza si se cree q yo volvere con el alguna ves pue la puerta
that it never gets you down S.S. And that you know it would never push you around S.S. You think that you can maintain this lifestyle now S.S.? Well,
losing you So tell me something awesome (awesome!) That can last my whole life sentence in the van ‘Cause I'm on the S.S. Ambition to nowhere And I'll
This is your Captain Thug Shells speaking I'd like to welcome you aboard the S.S. Good Times Express We have a 100% chance of banging beats, so hold
I'm sailing out to sea In my S.S. Mercury And this sea's so black and cold I hope my story won't grow old Wednesday morning I got a call from space
And "Simons says" I gotta do my flow Cause I like sex And you like sex And you like sex And I like sex And "Simons says" S.S.S And "Simons says" S.S.S. And I
fais avec Le systeme nous raquette Mais on cherche la faille S.S.S Soltaire, sans-soucis Je vis dans le réèl je m'en ballec de la hype S.S.S Soltaire,
We were in a T.R double E K.I.S.S.I.N.G Thought you were my friend But you turned into my enemy Friendship going down S.S. Anniversary yeah
line, Zulu ball bar, S.S. fest, jazz fest, Mardi Gras Shotty bounce, body rock, now he dropped, No he got, family try, tell the feds, tell the cops
starlight And forget rotten peaches and the places we've stayed I left from the dockland two years ago now Made my way over on the S.S. Marie And I've always
back, arm out the window Niggaz quick to pull a car-jack, when they in ya I push a Range and my brother Fate in S.S. Impala Ludacris, with
The Embassy, AMG, Young Money merger I'm a young champ Like Ben Roethlisberger (AMG) S.S. Chevy with the big block engine Rims and paint cost me a whole
I BEEN CRYING LIKE A WOMAN BECAUSE I'M MAD, MAD, MAD LIKE A MAN IF YOU'D BEEN IN THE S.S. IN '43 YOU'D'VE BEEN KICKED OUT FOR CRUELTY I
I been crying like a woman Because I'm mad, mad, mad like a man If you'd been in the S.S. in '43 You'd have been kicked out for cruelty I
arm out the window Niggaz quick to pull a car-jack, (?) when they in ya I push a range and my brother fate in S.S. Impala Ludacris, with
wannabees down, with some H20 As I go blow to blow, toe to toe, flow for flow (Any has PMD?) Hell no! I'm blowin rappers off course, like the S.S. Minnow
through the city, yup Selling pea's out the coupe really, yup Paid fifteen K for my S.S. and invested another fifty, yup These rap niggas they don't
All american, an evil game of extortion A sick old man, and who would guess He was once s.s. A deadly fascination, of a madman's solution Six
on instrumentals Niggas get lost like S.S. Minnows Turned out like rentals, keep gold around the denim It's been a long, long A long time coming A change
All American, an evil game of extortion A sick old man, and who would guess He was once S.S. A deadly fascination, of a madman's solution Six million
was then that I sensed the irony (burning me), then I heard the voice say, "Come sail aboard S.S. Nepenthe!" I suppose I'm to blame for getting
juice On a sentimental noose Operation filth They love to love the wealth Of an S.S. whore Making scary sounds Crawl on me Sink into me Die for
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