Lyrics:
She had her body on kosher
She had her body on me (had her body on me)
By the way she flex up on em
I can tell she a freak (damn girl, you a freak)
I
The tales that I tell so well
I met this girl, her name was Joan
She loved the way I rocked the microphone
When I met Joan, I took her home
She was just
There is somewhere, someplace
In this world I want to take you
Look out little girl, little girl
I am one boy, one boy in a thousand
That wants
it, here we go!)
Top top, girl
Me and you together is a wrap, dat girl
Driving around da town in your drop top, girl
You no stop shock, girl
made millions of dollars, but I'm still alone until I come home back to you
I remember all of the times we were parked by your house and laughed all
the way over you
But every little bit gets me a little bit closer to
Walkin' right out of your valley of the shadow of death
Step by step I'm gettin'
the world
Eventually, I hope you get to see your daddy because I want to see my little girl
Like I said you mean the world to me, and let's not forget your
the kinda girl that has a little bit more fun
I'm literally yours hun
I never seen a ass so big with a waist as little as yours hun
And by the expressions
see themselves inside my little girl!
Do you know where I was at your age?
Any idea where I was at your age?
I was working downtown for the minimum
dance by (I'll take you home)
And I know you're wondering what you'll do if he doesn't come back to you
But, don't worry, I'll take you home so, little
at your face
I'm not so sure
Little girl, you're runnin'
Come catch my hand, I'm near you
Little girl, you're singin'
Come close to me, I hear you
dancing round the halls
But the Button Girl ain't got no one at all
She may be small but she's sure as hell cute
Little Button Girl needs a whole world
turns us from boys to men
Stay focused on your focus don’t give your all to men
Cuz I’ve seen women get destroyed by men
Dam my little lyric, But you're
idiots!
Oh us little idiots!
Oh us little idiots!
Oh us little idiots!
I miss us little idiots!
He used to carry his girl in a shabby car
Sit down and has
at my place (No)
RIP bank we don't shoot blanks (Fah)
The type to fuck your girl (O oh)
Then tell your ass, "Thanks" (Thank you)
I only wanna grab her ass
Anyway by your side I will be there
Please girl never leave me
Your love for me girl very different
Girl you not wicked
When me need it
Me love how you
Little Indian girl, where is your mama?
Little Indian girl, where is your papa?
He's fighting in the war in the streets of Masaya
All
Baby, there ain't no doubt
That you're the kind when you walk through the door, girl
Everybody's checking you out
In your little party dress, such
Girl you might want to be careful 'cause I'll steal you from your mister
My legs are pretty fast but my bicycle is quicker
I have very few aspirations
thought that you had a little interest
Tell me why you hate me
Nah, tell me why you hate me so much
I was steady staying by your side from the jump
Now you
Little girl, little girl
You have your mother's eyes
Such beauty was betrothed me
Before the day she died
Little girl, little girl
See how I weep
get your ass kicked
Worse than them little Limp Bizkit bastards
And Moby? You can get stomped by Obie
You thirty six year old bald headed fag, blow
one day by myself,
And I'm thinking, "What could be wrong?"
When this funny little Hedgehog comes running up to me,
And it starts up to sing me this
gotta pull up on her
Every time I'm down here
I tried to get her to move to LA, but she say that she can't
My little baddie such a
A-town girl
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