Lyrics:
the markings on your face
U. B. Jesus
Makin' my way & I'm lovin' my life
Kiss Me!
Kiss Me!
Swing so crazy like the way you ride
Maybe I'm gonna fry in
wave your hand rid-a-bye-bye-bye nigga
shut down they hood and shoot they streets on both sides nigga
{Lil Wayne}
we the Hot B. lighters
a better man
You know I can, you know I can
You know I can...
11.The Future In Your Eyes
MUSIC: R.Gonsalves, J. Belisario, A. Duhau, O. Martinez.
LYRICS:
need you close to me, baby. Close. Close. Baby. I'm a. I. Don't kill me. Don't kill me. Never gonna let you get away from. And you get a. Blue ocean, but
Written by b. setzer
Hey, louis prima
We gotta get the hell outta town
'cause I've been datin' a chick with some swively hips
And her boyfriend
J. B. you know that I need you, Lord I need you in South Korea
Sweetheart please don't you worry, I just begin to fly in the air
Sweetheart please
he hates
When other guys are looking my way, but I know they mean
No harm, no harm
J. E. A. L. O. U. S.
Youre jealous
Youre jealous
Ah, ah
me Cesar
In a dark Czar
Please follow the leader
So Eric B. we are
Microphone fiend
It's the return of the god
Peace god
(Auh! Auh!)
And ain't
poetry and broke noses B.
The voice from Heaven
I'm God sent, of course a legend
This is part 1, speak my sermon, the hood reverend
Blunted eyes red
silenced
Michael, you de-Princed
Chuck B. Put a white girl in his car
And he crossed the line so you fenced him in them prisons?
Who is "you?", I'm
B.
Ratour Magalinto(??), Marilyn Ruth
Well are you part of the motion-ment
I wanna be part of that movement too
I just don't find myself giving
B. when I cut, twenty three's on a truck
Like a dust joint, you'll have your whole hood stuck
This is Ghost murder, we movin' like NARCs, go-carts
a crew
It does whatever it wants to do!"
You know this ain't Serpico and you ain't Al P.
I got it locked from Hunter's Point in the Square in AL B.
to me in the benz truck too
Fuck all y'all non-believers
I roll wit god, the squad and ts
Out wit the b.s
We platinum, they even doubted jesus
Niggas is
wanna
Do you wanna, wanna, do you wanna, wanna
Rescue me
Please, I can’t take no more
I can’t take no more
You, you the one I adore
The one B. Sure,
Breeze, droppin' pounds with B.
Eric Neat is the coolest from my century
Mack town keeps growing, old school like Charles
Stankin' like them Lincolns in
under?
There goes Johnny B.
Weird and tall
He says The band, they've got good songs,
They just don't draw
Somebody order my round
Chances
pretending just play it by the book.
I realistically don't give a.
I hit it like a fucking sledgehammer,
How they cannot see that baffles me.
I'm bringing
just a trend
Alright
I close my eyes I dream
Mcallen all I see
B. Be good
Im back in my hood
Its return of the king
Im pulling up in my ride
I Feel Good
[Mase:] Yo, yo check it, when we go in to see the nigga, be
just say it, B. That's all you gotta do wit this nigga
[Trey:] Oh man that's,
you know where its going
And in case you didnt
I see you eyeing me eyeing me
Lets leave quietly quietly
Flick a bick (Flick a bic)
Flick a. bic with
F V N K get that shit engrained
I remember back when I was just a young pup
I learned to pop Ollies outside school lunch
Since day one, A. Funk been
curious
Been the sex symbol since Jack B. Nimble
You can never be me, you can only resemble
Copped the presidential suites for weeks, ya'll just a day
can't forget about my boy, B. Brown
And the whole NE crew
(Poison)
Ah-ooh
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