Lyrics:
nigga, you better D up
And when I come by, bitch, you better be up
Ass up, face in the pillow
I don't give a fizzle
Got to do my bizzle
The only
broken and your face is in a mess
And we strongly suggest you confess
I confess!
I confess I am mystified by the way you're occupied
I confess I'm
sails were set wing to wing
I had a jukebox graduate for a first mate
She couldn't sail but she sure could sing
And I pushed B-52 and bombed them with
sails were set wing to wing
I had a jukebox graduate for a first mate
She couldn't sail but she sure could sing
And I pushed B-52 and bombed them with
come back through and tear the street up
Ice cube, nigga, you better D up
And when I come by, bitch, you better be up
Ass up, face in the pillow
I
[Silkk]
Hey yo Snoop
Tell Xzibit and Dre to be having that thing bumpin
When I come out there
[Snoop]
That's funky Soopafly
Big Snoop
day I'd watch them beauties roll by
And sometimes I'd hang my head and cry
'Cause I always wanted me one that was long and black.
One day I devised
That's Oz
Leave them between
The chill and left eye
That's T-Boz
They ain't do nothing
For me to be where I'm at
So I ain't got nothing
For them to take
know how that shit goes
If your ho only know
That she was getting fucked on the 7th floor
If that bitch only knew
The she was getting mutted by
arousing my deep fears
Stuck in my fog everything unclears
Sad Nights, Dark Winter Bliss
Pain you won't be missed
Lonely Nights, Dark Winter Bliss
Shit hurts
It Wasn't Meant to Be
So We Broke Up, You Can bet
I Cried 52 Weeks, Plus ah
12 Came Around
Graudated Cap & Gown
Piece of Paper In My Hand
Got a Job
dey follow follow (just Dey follow follow)
Eh! Yah say I will stand by you, stand by you, stand by you Everyday and night
I will be by your side o Eh!
the swivel in the chair[01:55.34]Puts the secret in the lair[01:57.42]Puts the bone in debonair[02:00.52]And rules are written[02:02.38]To be broken and with
about time, Captain, by now we must be 52 billion miles off course. They?re traveling faster than lightning.
KWIRK
Lt. Eubangdere, where are
without you and I'd lose it all for what could be
Dreams
You've made your mark on me
I can't live with happiness if I don't follow my heart blindly
Dreams
written by rookies working Montreal Expos
I don't care if you act wild, bring your raps to the studio
I'm a get in your booty, yo
I'm a set up a bag
the bitch bout like 5'2"
Stop talkin' shit, nigga, get your head boom
I don't give a fuck, I'm back in this bitch talkin' shit
Nigga, your bitch all up on my
to be
I know the world gonna love me
Cause I'm only doing me
I'm living by my terms
Nigga I wanna be free
I'm sorry I can't live up to your standards
Just
got burned out by the game
Now he'll bum you for some whiskey
And tell you how it was
Back in '52 when he played for Hank
And I'm watching the sun
Go
gentleman is going to be famous.
Knox: I’m sure you’re right, Mr. President.
Roosevelt: So, Attorney General, Knox, to what do I owe the honor of your
and leave[01:44.28]I'm not Willie[01:47.65]I don't get stoned[01:50.04]But he taught me[01:52.90]To follow where the wind blows[01:55.51]And this road in front
solace in me time
I found a goddess accomplished by design
Check your wallet for the time
I'm not a prophet I profit on lead time
What an anomaly walking
a favour" I say, but you decline
You say you simply have no time
To return the favour that I gave
"Do it yourself; I'm not your slave"
Doing a favour, with
(Yeah)
[00:41.10]Crack residue in the buttons on my phone (Yeah)
[00:43.93]Black leather boots when I run into your home (Yeah)
[00:46.96]Ring ring pussy
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