Lyrics:
as Vanilla Ice's son
And walk around the rest of my life spit on
And kicked and hit with shit every time I sung
Like R. Kelly as soon as "Bump and Grind"
by
She say we look like pimpin
I say baby you know you can't stop the boss
The definition of a boss
Let me put you up on it
B-O-S-S, Bread Over Sucker
nobody else
You and I tighter than the jeans on my ass
You remind me of this thing something like
R.Kelly singing 'bout a jeep
Boy, you're everything to me
the paramedics came, she cryin', "Baby, please"
Ain't even get to graduate 'cause he was only seventeen
Shorty cried all night, wishin' that shit was just
the crimes are in the streets
So don't cry, baby killer, daddy's gone a-hunting
And you know he'll be back again
The return of the soft machine
And you know
touch you
(Baby)
Are you by your self tonight, I wanna touch you
(Baby)
I see that look in your eyes, I wanna touch you
(Baby)
Excuse me Im talkin
as Vanilla Ice's son
And walk around the rest of my life spit on
And kicked and hit with shit every time I sung
Like R. Kelly as soon as "Bump and Grind"
are always the start of the time of my life, alright
When I get faded you hate it but, baby, it's gon' be alright, ha, alright
It’s Another one
Something different
Something new
Baby you are you are
My firefly
Just stay right by my side
Do not do not
Don’t leave my side
I
by my side if I'm honest
You could be the Bonnie to my Clyde if you wanted
Solo cuppin' goose and tonic
Anything to make me feel like my bones are
lookin' fly
We're the baddest chicks, the chicks inside
DJ jam tonight
Spotted me, a tender thing, baby
There you are, come on, baby
Don't you wanna boogie
that look in your eyes, I wanna touch you
(Baby)
Are you by your self tonight, I wanna touch you
(Baby)
I see that look in your eyes, I wanna
all right.
Havin' a party, ooh, invite all your friends;
But if you see me stop by, let me in.
Baby, just party all night long.
Let me slip into
Ron and Kelly Chante contagious
(I'm Hot) Records heard, Dj's playin 'em
My words are being relayed who's sayin 'em?
Ay yo!!!! we are
My name's
that he got
He bought a Mr. Cruiser off of Mr.Kelly's lot
Well,that station wagon was the ugliest thing around
And I'd hide beneath the dashboard
Yo this rhyme is dedicated to those ladies
How bad things were copyright 1987
Written By Tupac Shakur and Dana M smith
Thank you
Babies having
yourself in trouble
Chorus: We were burnt by the sun
Havin' way too much fun
Sleepless downtown overload
Does the daylight bring you down?
Money
R. Kelly whenever I put on this s*** cause I real live believe I can fly
Bussin’ them juggs
I’m trynna’ get by
I say me a prayer and look in the sky
all right.
Havin' a party, ooh, invite all your friends;
But if you see me stop by, let me in.
Baby, just party all night long.
Let me slip into
'Bout to show you how R. Kellz ride
Baby what I got on my mind
I hope the same thing is on your mind
Try'na get you somewhere and grind
Because your
We are having a party
Dancing to the music
Played by the D.J.
On the radio
The cokes are in the ice box
Popcorn's on the table
Me and my baby
up a candle and turn on sum Baby Face
I wanna know like Joe how everything go
I play that R. Kelly keep it on the down low
Never mind all that talk
crushed
By Chinese greed
Pretty young mother by the temple gate
Covers her baby's face against diesel fumes
That look of concern, you can see it still
Hailie baby, your daddy's busy
Daddy's writing a song, this song ain't gon' write itself
I give you one underdog, and you gotta swing by yourself"
Then
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