Lyrics:
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Hey girl ya do what you want, huh
Cold world and ain't no one colder
Please don't waste ya time
By thinking it's fine
Cause that's a shit situation
Is this mic on?
Hey, Hey! Hey-hey-hey! Turn the mic up, c'mon, c'mon
Is the mic on or not? I want the mic
We're bringing up nobody, nobody
Nobody
to her I said hello
She said: "Hey, you're kind of cute" I said: "Yes, I know, but...
By the way, sweetheart, what's your name?"
She said: "My friends
fanatic
Made of Black Girl Magic
You switch it up
By the way that you walk and the way you wear your hair
I know all about it
By the fact that they break
reduce to ash
They can lay claim as your destroyer
Hey
Little lamb
What do you see
Ghosts
I see all these predators looking at me
And since it's so
[Chorus - Timbaland]
She's a stick up girl not a sociable girl
Unapproachable girl everyday type of girl
She's a stick up girl just a stick mans girl
People
And she wanna lick me
Nah, I can't defog but I'm into Misty (Ooo)
Ok, let's go, Gen 1
My thrones ice cold like an Articuno, fly
My foes die slow
Got
to .
Hey little girl ,little girl with the troubled eyes
now the time has passed, many years gone by
all the youth that was swept by a storm above
it's
ain't no coming with me
She wanna talk about pain
But you ain't Oprah Winfrey hey
No you ain't Oprah baby
Don't just go passing by
I thought I'd tell you
em, dip em
Wait, now the nigga limping
Fuck it, spin again
I ain't even thought of killing, damn
Ak brownie, you can tell just by the sound
Yes you can
I'm cold as pneumonia
A player they warned ya
About girl I'll put it on ya
Let me mack you down in this corner
Look like the type that look
Good in
to be
By my side
I'll never play you
Home and away eh
Baby girl you know
My love for you is here to stay
Give me any price
And I'm gonna pay
What
As long as it's funky, alright, okay
As long as it's funky, funky for you now
I style for the oh, wild for the oh
Baby girl let's go half on a child
Girl, someday, you're gonna be fat
Yeah, you're gonna be fat
Can you believe I said that
You can tell by your arms
A little flabby and slack
Yeah,
never have a boss
Always pressure when I´m off
Turn to weapons when Im cold
Newest lessons when I´m bold
I´ve been too bold
Can´t keep my head up, down
And branded by low
You cold fuck like eskimo hoes at 7 below
You slow, you be the last to think
My hands seen more fuckin dirt than bathroom sinks
[Chorus]
Fuckin' around, Zoom by you
Leave you in dust, giving no fucks
Look at my shoes, They fresher than yours
That's pair 101, Like Neo, I'm the one
Yeah, it's
a girl I like, I walk straight up to them and I'm like
Uh, hey girl, how you doin'?
You are the woman that I'm really pursuin'
And I would like to get
want some attention, it's creating tension (haha)
Was jumpin' them fences, headed to detention (hey)
Oops, I mean the pen' the way that I was livin'
brother was still watching you
back in the days of '83.
[Chorus]
Well, by 1985 I was as cold
as cold could be,
but no-one's underground to dig me
play by the book
Niggas mad, I can tell how they look, make moves, leave niggas in dust
Progress, only way go up, top shelf, champagne, we bust
Real
girl, hey girl)
Peso...
(D-L-be 's) rockin' it rockin' it yes he is rockin it
(Tito's) rockin' it yes he is rockin' it
(Mike see!) rockin' it yes he
A room and a meal
And a garbage disposal
A lawn and a hose'll
Be strictly genteel.
Mark volman & howard kaylan:
Reach out your hand to the girl in the dog
[Big Daddy Kane]
The question at hand, is how do I love thee?
I count the ways but girls don't shove me
One by one you can come and caress me
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