Lyrics:
thirds of it (suck! suck! suck!)
For untimely dispersal over vast stretches of the mid west!
Now, it was about this time, I think it was right outside
Gary Coleman:
I don't.
Princeton:
Well, of course you don't - you're black!
But I bet you tell Polack jokes, right?
Gary Coleman:
Well, sure I do.
that sing my song
And it's a song that's strong about right and wrong
And I'm rock it to you baby baby all night long
And it's a song about love,
of Onegin invented by Pushkin
Sure, and
Now we know each other’s names
Hey
You’re three days
older than me and
There are no obstacles left between us
I mean
on right around"
So I knock at the door
You was standin' with a bottle of red wine, ready to pour
Dressed in long black satin and lace to the floor
So I
Even though you don't think it's right,
Yo, I like to bite,
Just havin' fun why'all, and if you think that it's wrong,
You got to admit, it's a new
you don't think it's right,
Yo, I like to bite,
Just havin' fun y'all, and if you think that it's wrong,
You got to admit, it's a new type of song,
new
It's been like that way before you was even born
Get up from the down stroke
Chocolate City for the black folks
Say it loud in ya hot pants
a
Child what is
Moral and immoral, right and wrong
We first and foremost can
Establish what the laws that govern
Us are you can
Always escape hell by not
Uh, nobody, you know what I'm sayin'
Nobody, nobody thought a nigga would be right here, though, you know
That shit make like
That shit make, that
the neighborhood niggas love
Pimps, players, suckers, hoes, poor thieves, gangsters, and thugs
Two hood rats were scrappin' over who knows what
The loudmouth one
the neighborhood niggas love
Pimps, players, suckers, hoes, poor thieves, gangsters, and thugs
Two hood rats were scrappin' over who knows what
The loudmouth one
all over me
Like Christ was over me
Lift me up like a fly
You don't get it, you can't vibe
Well guess I'm feeling brand new
Yea
Hey look I'm feeling
(you're damn right)
I would have never talked to you if I had known you was a popular thug
Hey, popular thug (you're damn right)
I can't help if I'm a thug
I'm black today
And, "Murder, " was all she wrote
Yeah, and dying was not a choice
Another life lost of murder
Hey, they supposed to protect and serve
[Montell]
I called you on the phone
To see if you was at home alone
Somethin' just ain't right
Tell me, where were you last night?
You were
Mis-Teeq
Hey Yo
Rishi Rich
Hey Yo
Hey Yo
Hey Yo
Hey Yo
Hey Yo
Hey Yo
Why you gotta tip-toe
Why you hot yo?
Like I don't know
What are
the best at
Whatever you do and that's my
Mentality i believed that
I was the best in the world at what I ever
Did and I had the motivation that was needed
dive
To get a drink
Were gonna dive dive, down down
Were gonna sink into a dive dive, down down
(Hey! Hey! Hey)
Wow! How you like me now
One chorus down
moves monumental it was me three mamis E-40 and Pac at the La Manz Round After Party it just don't stop
Hey Girl, I can tell you want it by the way you
that sing my song
And it's a song that's strong about right and wrong
And I'm rock it to you baby baby all night long
And it's a song about love,
no sir, those man has always sent you on the mind Pay some computers and a car Hey, I'll cut right through your middle stand And when you see the new
you snuck 'round
With the wrong crowd
I know I said everything black
But them things inside my gun brown
Silencer on it, that grip round
2 hands on it
a friendly message for everybody in American
Who thought I was gon' fail
Partner, it's a year and a day and counting, you understand that?
By the time you
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