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Kiss me by the....

Kiss me by the moonlight.
Kiss me by the
Kiss me by the moonlight, hold on to my body tight like you never can let gooooooo

You

lives matter
I still blow kisses to the sky I don't wanna lie
I came this far by myself as I multiply
Divide and conquer my empire above the sky
I hope I

hard they on that peepin shit like tom you cant een clock the shit i do and if you do yo time went wrong she fucked her ex and now she bob ion be

say go bitch go
Pretty young thing that bitch hella educated
Dropped out now she asking me how to fucking make it
I tell her blow bitch blow
Blow bitch

Bob the Builder, keep my tool
Flyest kicks like Liu (Kang)
(Yuhh, yuhh)
Yeah, I'm pullin' out that blue
(Woah, woah, woah, woah)
Yeah they talk bout'

And then the kerosene
Is brought down from the castles
By insurance men who go
Make sure nobody is escaping
To Desolation Row

Bob praise be to Nero's

for this
I swear I get it off the love
Louisiana nigga you can tell
By my mothafuckin' grammar
I swear I got 3 hoes with
Me just like I'm Santa
These

Ain't Gon' Do

Richie Rich

Ain't Goin' Do

do
Still come through even if I'm bein followed by the vice?
A-ah, that's what I ain't gon' do
Take you to the mall and buy you a gang of shit?
Ah-ah,

just blows a kiss
Hope I hold onto this
When I tried taking risks
I fuck it up
Fuck it up
Baby got me
They ain't leaving me sorry
Baby got me
They ain't

hot, blow torch
But you never come close, cold sores
But you're fine as fuck though
That ass got me struck
Like a semi truck yo, ha!
You're a shopaholic

Show U Love

RZA

Digital Bullet [Clean]

2001

or I don't know you
Wu-Tang Killa Bees, son, what? Don't make me blow you
Come to +Show you Love+, so let me show you

[RZA]
You might get splat by

Show U Love

RZA

Digital Bullet

2001

or I don't know you
Wu-Tang Killa Bees, son, what? Don't make me blow you
Come to +Show U Love+, so let me show you

[RZA]
You might get splat by

Hustle everyday. Eyin temi no lele
Party everyday. Clubbing day by day
Kilode mi o kin se Oliver Queen
Padimi kilowi. That girl na my queen
Feel me. Kiss

going to blow up the fucking moon
What's an aging mortal to do
I'm going to blow up the fucking moon
I got the idea from Tom Cruise when my cock went flat

would i go and blow it
My pockets on stiff and my cup overflowing
She hop on my dick and get out by the morning
I cant kiss that bitch on the mouth 
Imma

chicken on rye?
So tell Mr. Billy Bob I'm a cut his neck up
Slice, poke, chop chop, stab, cut
What can you do with the drunken hillbilly
Cut his fucking

Over React

Bizarre

Attack of the Weirdoes

and drug addicts 
Close your eyes and make a wish 
I got ten hoes named Hootie that want to blow my big fish 
With this team I got, nigga who can stop me

doing fine, once upon a timeThen my brain left and it didn't say byeDon't look at me wrong; I'm out of my mindLike Nostradamus and da Vinci combinedSo

I'm drifting by the sea
My mind is feeling free
Some quiet time alone 
a soft wind blows straight through me
I close my eyes and picture your face

Aye my wrist is sore as shit 
Come blow me a kiss 
Tell me like it is
Tell me what this is
Aye wrist is cold as shit
Brrrr cause I shoot bricks 
Iced

mind be free
And by the way, welcome to the party

Uh uh excuse me Mr kid Rock
Can I do my thing?
Can I have a little something
To say right here? (Oh

a soda
A nigger be aiming, whops I missed
Get back bitch, we'll never kiss
When it comes to me, game is tough
Have you heard about baby, man she sucks

Got a Tom and a 12, I'm a new buccaneer
Shordy tried to kiss me and I told her not here
Foot on the pedal always in the top gear
My life is a movie

I Shall Be Free

Bob Dylan

The Freewheelin' Bob Dylan

1963

Don't hurt me none, don't hurt my pride
'Cause I got my little lady right by my side
She's a-tryin' to hide
Pretendin' she don't know me

I's out