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you're your mama's only son
She's at home and she's been praying for you
Hey what about Georgia

Saw your sister yesterday
Austin's five and on his way
Ninja 'bout to kick a little story 'bout miranda
I was out dopping by the purple turtle hanging wif some homies
Skopped one too many dops, damn I need
[Latoya and Miranda]
It never fails, no matter what I do
I find myself locked up in thoughts of you
Over your kiss, I reminisce by sweet sunlight
to me

She calls me "angel"
And says let me dry your eyes
You mean by now
You still don't realize

That everything I want is what I got
So angel
thing.
A little tan leg Georgia dream.
She's a rockin' them holey jeans.
Baby, what you got goin' on Saturday?
You know, words got it, there's gonna be
thing.
A little tan leg Georgia dream.
She's a rockin' them holey jeans.
Baby, what you got goin' on Saturday?
You know, words got it, there's gonna be
of drug dealing
Marble Floors, gold Ceilings
Oh what a feeling, fuck it I want a billion
Jeff Koons balloons, I just wanna blow up
Condos in my condos, I
used to sit and goof on the phone with, my friend Proof
That if I went gold, I'd go right through the roof
He said what If you went platinum, I'd just
we were too young
To know what love's about
I guess that ol? sun was to blame
We lit a flame that we couldn't put out
We?d drive down by the river
You don't know what it's about, but you go out and try 
You're young and your wings have just feathered 
And you're dying to fly 
Dreaming is
sipped champagne on a yacht
I moved like Harlow in Monte Carlo and showed 'em what I've got
I've been undressed by kings and I've seen some things
That
sipped champagne on a yacht
I moved like Harlow in Monte Carlo and showed 'em what I've got
I've been undressed by kings and I've seen some things
That
Miranda 
Tell 'em this whole shit is propaganda! Word! 

[Wyclef] 
Yo, sound system, you know what I'm sayin'?
Jericho Sound, system! 
Turn up your
In a bar room down in Georgia sits an old man
His whisker grey and two or three days old
You can tell he's dreaming up another story
Just in case
sipped champagne on a yacht
I moved like Harlow in Monte Carlo and showed 'em what I've got
I've been undressed by kings and I've seen some things
That
men finally done to me

Now I'm trying not to fall to pieces
But I think about him every day
When I lay down by his side
Tears of love would fill
a white man down

So now he call it up medium choices
Tell her we need a menace ye
And im about to be killed by the State of Georgia
And it don’t
sipped champagne on a yacht
I moved like Harlow in Monte Carlo and showed 'em what I've got
I've been undressed by kings and I've seen some things
That
sipped champagne on a yacht
I moved like Harlow in Monte Carlo and showed 'em what I've got
I've been undressed by kings and I've seen some things
That
Think I give a fuck about some silly bitch named Gore?
Yo PMRC, here we go, raw
Yo Tip, what's the matter? You ain't gettin' no dick?
You're bitchin'
sipped champagne on a yacht
I moved like Harlow in Monte Carlo and showed 'em what I've got
I've been undressed by kings and I've seen some things
That
sipped champagne on a yacht
I moved like Harlow in Monte Carlo and showed 'em what I've got
I've been undressed by kings and I've seen some things
That
Think I give a fuck about some silly bitch named Gore?
Yo PMRC, here we go, raw
Yo Tip, what's the matter? You ain't gettin' no dick?
You're bitchin'
care about this gallery
At least you don't forget their names
Damn it all Marc Chagall
We must rely on protocol
I don't know what I was thinking of
Oh
sipped champagne on a yacht
I moved like Harlow in Monte Carlo and showed 'em what I've got
I've been undressed by kings and I've seen some things
That