Lyrics:
on the dresser for me to fine tune it
I sat in the corner, made up my mind, do it
Def Jam on my heels, should I sign to it?
Million dollar advance for me
I'm the number man, hot like Summer Jam
Slick like Fonzarelli, and Rich like Cunningham
I stretch them like rubber bands (I make them say)
Oh shit,
and rock a rhyme and give it your best
Cause tonight's the night we gonna see the big fight
Twelve-gauge on the stage in case it don't go right
E-Love
like mr clean
Niggas steady testing me, you wont keep me from my dreams
Furry nigga walking by i think he got rabies
Bad lil bi bitch wanna have my
the jam, a poncho full of contraband
Dairy Queen was on the scene, the EveryKid teen magazine
The Motorhead and Mr. Clean, my piston needed Valvoline
I
you love your own mother Love me like you love your sister Oh-ohw-oh-ohw-ooho -oh-ooho
Nd'yekeleeee-e-e-e-ni(can you just leave me to be )
Comin out the 3, cuttin hairs with that boy J-o-e
Yeah that nigga Joe
I done came through, Big Moe never been no hoe
I'm up on this tape, never gonna hate
Flea
Comin out the 3, cuttin hairs with that boy J-o-e
Yeah that nigga Joe
I done came through, Big Moe never been no hoe
I'm up on this tape, never
you love me all the time
Maybe I'm afraid of the... well, we don't know that song
But, anyway, right, we got mr. Brian Wheat...
Thank you, that's just
grown man (my two-step)
I be in it while I'm drunk, playin' slow jams (my two-step)
When I'm in it, do my, man, I love this bitch
(I) I two-step when
We'll like to welcome why'all back to the club
I'm your host this evening, Mr. Tadah!
Ya dig, club Toe Jam, is once again off the hook
For ladies
(feat. Nate Dogg, Snoop Dogg)
We'll like to welcome why'all back to the club
I'm your host this evening, Mr. Tadah!
Ya dig, club Toe Jam, is once
une cucllen pak
Kush o nona krejt e din
E ato me ty bashk
Inspirim per ty, inspirim per veten, nalt e nalt
Pick me, love me
I myti clouti
Dirtyin'
don't win winners don't qiut
I remember my friends the ones that gone
So mi made up me mind by the Grace of God
Kill them with love i will never give up
amarti
Perché nonon c’è party come il nostro House Party
Breakbeat you know me now Funk Sheet you think Wow
I I I I Love this sound Ankofunk another round
To down that show - with two shoes and a magic hand man
Now it's aplan as flamenco turns to -down shakin'
There's a jazz jam and Julie's got the whole
the nearest car with that fresh pine scent
God I love that shit
Call me Mike Ma cuz I'm designed by a faggot (yuh)
Make fun of my own so I don't get the dragnet
you and then she asks you]
Athi ngakwo'ngere, ngakwo'ngere e'love baby baby
[That "should I add you more love baby baby’’]
That's the life I'm living
feeling's
I love the mood I am
Let's get the party started
Join me share the brighter life
Reggae ragga jazz jam pass omo ado
If you fuck up in the party
Oma
And your hope will not survive
L.O.V.E.
Love is illegal for all
Can u hear my heart is beating
L.O.V.E.
Love is illegal in my heart
can you Hear my
dont really give a fuck about homies
take you down one by one but you are dyin' slowly
fonies you know u gets no love
and if you yappin' and i catch you
trust in our plan
I got love for my friends i got love for my fam
I'd be dead by now if it wasn't for them
See the rise and fall
Thought they knew it all
Unplug from the mic booth it's that SoCal totality
You can't ever challenge we
V-I-S-I-O-N-A-R-I-E-S muthfucka we blessed yes
Music's the back drop love's
decisions
Knew it was love by date two
Who woulda thought when I first met you
That it would turn to something more
But when I left you at your door
I
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