Lyrics:
Creepy crawlin',
Non-stop jawwin',
Now who would die for love?
Look who's holding,
Sister rolling,
Now who would die for love?
You can see by
chill
I know the way the pleasure feel
I'm not judging
But still I'm on a mission, yo I'm not buggin'
I got fam that won't stop druggin'
They can't
the house
Yeah,Ice T's in the house,yeah
[verse one]
You go on and on and you don't stop
Got sticky sneakers from the blood of a shot cop
Belt
On the way back home from school
And the leaves fall one by one by one by one
Call the autumn time a fool
Yeah baby my tongue gets tied
Every every every
Even if they're dull.
It's time to stop this dreaming, must rejoin the real world
As revealed by orange lights and a smoky atmosphere.
The trees
on the line girl)
Hey DJ (On the request line girl)
Play the record by my favorite band
I like to hear my favorite song on the radio
So I called
and find
That I let all these years go by
Wasted
Another glass of whiskey but it still don't kill the pain
So he stumbles to the sink and pours it down
the night. (Touchdown.)
Don't ever ever stop, girl. (Touchdown.)
You sexy, sexy thing, girl.
Baby, won't you shake your booty?
Oh, I want to see you
brought war to our community
So many bodies droppin', it's gotta stop, I wanna help
But still I'm steppin', keep my weapon, must protect myself
by his face
I'm a total disgrace
Put me inside this place
Move over for a damage case
Hey babe, wait a minute, stop
Don't run away, don't call
a standing ovation to yourself
My life can’t be built by itself
I didn’t get this far by myself
The list is so long, you know who you are
Standing ovation
My
ask? Was to create a Dallas classic
So go cop another one and keep that one in the plastic
(By Any Means)
You had to have it/ All recorded, mixed,
You should know by now, by now
I've been on the road 16 days
I've been really grindin', goin' hard right now
I know that I'm hardly ever home,
It wasn't just your innocence
No, it wasn't temptation
It was just your own way
Of placing the blame on me
Stop thinking that it's all the name
Certified quality
A dat da girl dem need and dem not stop cry without apology
Buck dem da right way--dat my policy
Sean Paul alongside--now hear
Certified quality
A dat da girl dem need and dem not stop cry without apology
Buck dem da right way--dat my policy
Sean Paul alongside--now hear
With A Nigga Gotta Tote My Gun
(WE LIVE BY THE GUN, WE DIE BY THE GUN)
Get Into It With A Nigga Gotta Tote My Gun,
It's plain to see, you can't change
consistent, always present, solid as a rock
That's why we're not gonna stop
You're always on my mind
I always want you here by my side
Always on my mind
cigarettes in my mouth at once
Light the whole pack up, I smoke 'em by the bunch
Fill me up with cancer, baby, I can't stop
Smoke 'em when I want, lately
you
Red lights
You stop if you want to
I jump the queue, I jump the queue
I jump the queue 'cause I'm smarter than you
I jump the queue, I jump
This is your life.
Are you gonna stand by.
And take
One last look at Eden.
Just stop believing and walk away.
This could be our moment.
Time that
One by one, that them will turn their heads
We will make them all dirty heads oh no
Well them will run and hide, but them can't hide for long
over your dress)
An hour later the cops arrived
By then the entire glee club had died (no big loss)
You wouldn't believe what they brought to stop
Well I brake for brunettes
Blondes in Corvettes
Redheads I stop on a dime
Now the way I drive
It's a wonder that I
Ever get anywhere on time
So
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