Lyrics:
see the mess.. man
Off you go to Portugal
With ya girlfriend who's been through it all
She aint got a man no more, woopty do
Which for you makes it
Hush
Wait a minute, wait a minute, wait a minute
Before you say another word now, tell me
What can you do to stop a man from trying?
I said I
Hush
Wait a minute, wait a minute, wait a minute
Before you say another word now, tell me
What can you do to stop a man from trying?
I said I
man
Do you know him by chance?
A Ziploc full of kush
Are you plugged in, by chance?
Bad bitch with a suntan
Do you know one by chance?
Hundred
ain't slowin' for no one
Knowin' there's nothin' you can do about it
Zero in on the target like a marksman, the target is you
I shut your lane down,
She left me on stand by ooh
Girl you can't lie
You know I'm the man now ooh
Do do do
Do do do-do
Do do do
Do-do-do-do-do-do
Do do do
Do do do-do
Do do
the play button...Now.
{Moans and screams}
[Adam Sandler]:
What do you think?
[Man]:
Well that's people having sex.
[Adam Sandler]:
No they were doing
me, every man is you
I can't tell you what you've got to do
You've got to live by the pen, it's mightier than the sword
You've got to live by
your energy
Nothing you an I can't do
Portugal, and she want the pulp
All up in the peg
Let the juice flow, run down
Till you can't stop shake leg
Make
I saw you on the bullet train
That went from Portugal to Spain
(The conductor was tired, so they didn't see
That your passport expired back in
step, now what you sayin??
Let me see you, Pak Man, won't you do the Pak Man
Let me see you, Pak Man, won't you do the Pak Man
Let me see you, Pak Man
to be by yourself (by yourself)
Say you ain't afraid to be by yourself (ooh, ooh)
You don't need a man, you do it by yourself
Oh, oh, oh, oh
You did
work pissed off at your boss
Just man, just please do what you love in life
So many people, they always say, "Oh I would do this but," or "I can't
Jackson
Pass me a bottle of scotch
Make I fit de comfort
Show me that girl from Portugal
Wey go make man comport
She a girl with a cute waistline
She
Man you hell of a pussy for
The shit you did last night
I could tell you nervous right now by
How you moving your hands right
Yeah please don't fuck
I'm scared (nah, dawg)
Running man, running man, running man (I can't even)
Running man, running man, running man, running (I can't even do no
The walk's by faith
The lone wolf dies
How am I gonna follow you
With blue man ears
And snow blind eyes?
Music by Peter Furler / Lyrics by Steve Taylor
like a teen
Wish I could kill you that way you'd only
Exist in my memory
The idea of you could never be spoiled by
Your immaturity
Wish I could feel you
"You go bustin' your fist against a stone wall,
you're not usin' your brain. That's what the white man wants you to do.
Look at you! What makes
of dawn
Now I got a man coming on right now
He's guaranteed to throw down
He goes by the name of Wonder Mike
Come on Wonder Mike do what ya like
I
trying to rap right now
I've just got a lot to say, got some facts right now
If you think you can't do (Something/it), man you're probably right
If you
skiva, men den æ har e ikke brun
Kan ikke si det samme om den flaska her e full
Og hvis du står i veien burde du passe dæ nu
Bitch, on you!
Paye ikke shit,
up my bro
(Hey hold up, how many you want?
I'm finna meet you right there man, by that cut off 78th and Caselin, aight?)
Young nigga still serving
a airborne drone up ...
It's cold pneumonia we funk and I'm on you
Rapper kidnapper woke him up with ammonia
Squid games yeah man you're the organ donor
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