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to say about that respect?
Are you dyin' over there?"
"Excuse me, I just got through takin' a shit"
"Oh, that's what it is"
"Uh, this is John from
now)
Apple pie
Apple tree (That was good)
Apple bong
Apple seed (I like it)
Epitaph
Agony (aw)
Appetite
Applebee's (Ew)
Apetite
Apathy (Yeah)
Everlong
Ayy, ayy, we were havin' a conversation 'bout
I should start financial classes
How easy it is to make money
But it's even easier to fuck it off,
I'm the player that they're talking about
Got that good shit, even in a drought)
If you gon' do it, do it for real
(And if they ask how I'm doin',
hold me down
In the roughest pair of Timbs that ever touched the ground
Huhh how's about a broken jaw
It's Keith Murray and I'm comin' in with the raw
London Good News And Testimony Bouncing Baby Boy Look How Sweet It Is To Have A Children All My Friends Enjoy With Me For Is Good To Have Children Oh
told you to slow it down
It's good, it's all good, it's beautiful
But now I need you to do it faster baby, can you please, do it faster, do it
Faster
myself (Boss!)
Filthy rich and you can tell, by how I smell
I be like Fa Fa Ladies be like Sabawel
And then it's Aah aah later back at the hotel
I'm fresh
[* Keith singing]
[+ both Kylie and Keith singing]
[1:]
*Without you standing by my side
*Love and good fortune passes me by
And you were my
set this party off right
Now, now Kanye, I know I told you to slow it down, baby
And it's good, it's all good, it's beautiful, it's beautiful
But
the restaurants
Local theaters local shops how this pen it never stops
What I mean is that you copped it
Snatched it straight out from the pockets
Of your business
is living very special
Well I must admit that you know how to treat a woman
Don't stop your love, like Keith Sweat, keep it comin'
And our
actin' up
Then it's motherfuckin' bags you'll be packin' up
And the only time we fuck is on camera
Told her, "Every time we love I lose stamina"
You can't
to call
It ‘Theraflu’ i’m calling
The song this…" And then people are
Like, "oh, he changed the song to this"
And then that’s
What it is, because when I did
westside, fool try to take mine
Ya start to wonder, I know your name is Stevie
Don't think about it fool, 'cause you know you can't see me
23, the number's
In so many bourgeois homes Van Gogh's sunflowers radiate from the walls,
Yet he lived in utter misery, condemned by those very same people.
Why is it
it up, bag it up
She's got class and style
Street knowledge by the pound
Baby never act wild, very low key on the profile
Catchin' feelings is
is he good?
I guess like the jeans, uh
Flavor like praline, sick, daddy, yah'mean
Papa love it, when he does it (that's right)
Niggas buzz it (come
is he good?
I guess like the jeans, uh
Flavor like praline, sick, daddy, yah'mean
Papa love it, when he does it (that's right)
Niggas buzz it (come
the same
Oh it's a long way back whence you left
Stealing ones life is a mighty theft
This snake to kill doesn't have the heft
He's off to live in his
fun, oh baby
I like the way you turn me on (Turn me on)
Just like an old Keith Whitley song
I like the way you shake it, work it (Work it baby)
Ten out
peace,
let's hope for peace.
Oh, John -
peace.
Good morning meine damen und herren, this is the peace call.
John: what we're really doing is sending out
all out of Eden,
Wearing designer fig leaves by Louis Vuitton
Make-believing
But God sees through my foolish pride,
And how I'm weak like Adam, another
no
Oh, I guess they don’t know
[Chorus]
What is the real treasure, huh?
How do you measure it?
Where does your passion hide, huh?
Is that Faberge Eggs
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