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For Lovers
Lyrics and Music by Andrew Weiss

I dreamed you up in a chance to save my life
I had a feeling this would last more than just one night

dream
Then you better take your shot
Gotta watch my back
Cuz these fuckers love to plot
Yeah I'm back up in this
Imma raise the bar 
Like I'm into fitness

stop wasting our time
put your body on mine
any clothes will do or none works too
everything and nothing looks good on you (x2)
I wanna see you glow in

in my corner
When I look into her eyes


At 6pm the shirt she’s in
Came off my closet door
She smells so sweet and her pretty feet
Dance across

at making shirts is your craft
You say you're running up the numbers show me the graph
You really look like you be taking dicks up the ass
I'm

Hippies in Calgary

Chris LeDoux

Cowboy

2000

never tell we were cowboys; we were real lookin' hippies by heck. With long hair, bare feet, old t-shirts, and beads around our necks. And shoot we just

Fresh new jeans, Max 95s, North Face on me t-shirt look twice
At the cuz lookin' fresh to death with no wife
And too right I'm gonna get me hole it's my

my DM's, she finna get slayed
Kick down the door and my niggas invade
She wanna play games this not a arcade

My day was good
I woke up
All alone, by

Here's to the boy in my math class
I wanted to tell you that you look like
The sun when it's golden right before a pretty sunset
Or a meadow of tall

so I don't cop it
I just rock my Cole Haan bitch
Look good
Smell good
Walk in like the shit
Imma chill for a bit
Yeah, let me chill for a bit

Nah,

the night light
You look so good in my t-shirt
But baby you don’t even need it
Give me one more time before you leave it
Here we go again
Your heart beats

Sit down 
Sit down 
Sit down

I threw out my Con-Air
I threw out my lipsticks
If i still had long hair 
Would I get the good shifts?

I was by the pool

of my shirt
Or will you ignore everything?

My hair won't stick it's parting awkwardly
But you still complain all about it to me
Wear your bandana, that

take us out, ain't you had enough
I put my best dress on just to show all you peons
What it look like to be a diamond in the rough
How you gone live

Wha, Wha, but wha, what does Karli w-
See she not, she don't like all that jewelry shit
She like
But she got hoop earrings
Damn Karli look good

a bowl,
Fuckin her outside , Im pullin her by her robe
Her pussy good, but I really just use her house the stove,
Her uncle work on my cars, her auntie play

need not awaken
I Had him by the throat in my mind
When he claimed motivation
Was what I lacked and needed to find that
Apparent was the laps in

white T shirt for my queen
Forget about the shop you have been
Cos I create am myself I be the designer seen.
Obi n'abrantie eh cigarette si ma no
Obi

on pendejos[01:28.29]In the building with my shirt off, I don't care for no dress code[01:31.52]Said once before, I love all my hoes[01:33.10]Probably get exposed by my

Na Na

N-Dubz

Against All Odds

2009

house my bills,
These fuckers know the deal,
Cause they're all paid by me (tell me T)
I got my own money, and I
Ain't looking for no footballers
So if you

hoping someone crash in it
It'll go viral, I'll get famous by accident
Whatever it takes, the body count still raise
And my head gets bigger like some

Have you ever met a girl that makes you feel like you're the only one,
In a world full of darkness that's never been shined by anyone,
Makes you feel

of grandeur places where I myself might want to be to flourish
To live like you himself Warren
He alludes himself in corridors places stairs, where one ups

T-shirt and Panties On
So power down your cell Phone
And power up your Inner Freak
I'm ma give it to you good when I make your Body Leak
Oh yeah is