Lyrics:
call you caffeine
Cause you give me energy
Enough about me, let's talk about you
You're a whole damn dime
I'm talking five times two
Time you know your
a mystery man
I didn't know much about him, but he's been in the can
Name's Jason, he's a bad boy with no reasoning
To be honest, I don't know what Les'
I'm walking up you be tucking your chain
We out for blood I be making it rain
Keep talking shit you'll get hit with the blade
Pick up a brick I ain't
wars on foreign shores
That's what people are talking about
Some have a little and some have not
I'm getting by with what I've got
The rich getting
you are nothing !
And people can talk, but it’s out of my head …
My style makes you out of yourself, you know
You’re talking bad things about me, you
back into place
Put you right under ground and i Talking bout no grave
It aint gonna be no secret i ain't Talking about no case
Leaving you deceased
talking about it as such
It ain't much
Making myself more comfortable through touch
And there is this old saying about luck
You make your own luck
Star
So you know everything about your lover
Want to bet
My oh my
How can this be there he goes
Talking in his sleep
By and by
He will connive does he
buddies were gone.
And my man knew only one thing to do, it was getting
Cold there, like it is today,
You know what I'm talking about.
He went down
You think you won, but you lost
Talking all that and you finna pay the cost
Now you know I am on top
She want smoke, I'll show 'em what it cost
(You
Each one cut by hand, by master glassworkers"
She draws her eyes from me for
A second to look up
"Takes one's breath away to think about it"
Mum loves
the fuck you talking bout?
It ain't like you some kind of notch or something
You know what I'm saying Bitch
I'm Lieutenant Roast a Botch, you didn't know
limitations you'll ever have are those
That you place upon yourself
Church is definitely on the move
You know what I'm talking 'bout?
Exercise your ism
are talking to me
Circle something, circle something
The crop circles are talking to me
Circle something, circle something
Something solely meant
co-ordinance!
LIMEY
What?s he talking about?
EUBANGDERE
I?m so high!
KWIRK
Limey? You?re demoted!
LIMEY
Oh ho ho, well then you?ll have to get
everything about me and still love me like I do to you
So here are some words you wrote for that motherfucker here you go
What is love?
Does it make you go
And since when is a bj a crime?
Why do you talk about them rumors - about me, loud?
I must be an interesting person to talk about
Rumors are made up by fools
I don't know what you're talking about
And I say
You mean to tell me that's all
And I stand before you now
I am hopeful in my rage
You know love
you might ask me what I'm talking about
But I know the part that they all left out, yes I do
Now do you hear what I said
That Herod wanted those
I'm talking about
Friends, ones we can depend on
I'm talking 'bout a friend to the end if I lose or I win
If my loot gettin thin
Waz up
You still my
Motherfucker, you'd better break yourself
My skin is my sin, look at my complexion
Section 8, erection great
Balls like Ru Paul and a big fat
the player
Not the game y'all hating the game, mane
You know what I'm talkin' about?
It was so cold, mane is that, you know
A motherfucker can't stop seeing me
niggas lati fall back ti eba ri owo talking
Ani men ani boys awa lowo talking
Awa set bar
Awa ti lo, awa ti lo
My nigga by far
Nigga by far
Mo ti de, mo ti
these songs
Are you okay
Are you okay
If you're without sin then go ahead throw a stone
Reason for everything probably just haven't been shown
Faith in
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