Lyrics:
Eh I sing put your hands
One two one two one two one two
You no go die young oh
Put your hands in the air one two one two
Nobody nobody go kill you oh
like Chuck Close
I'm old school like Aztecs but new in other aspects
If you want sex with me be prepared for bad sex and slapstick
Even Chapstick won't
We're the Lads from Macc, alright?
(Repeat x2)
Beer 'n' Sex 'n' Chips 'n' Gravy
Clean me teeth, put on me best clobber,
Tonight's the night I'm going fer
Don't get gassed with your funky ass
You last like a year or two
But your career through you terrible
Why the fuck would I be scared of you
What the hell
George Michael confessed...
The only thing he Wanted more than Sex was the Star Trek
Original Series box set
Set the phasers to stun
Arm photon
on the dance floor
And now ya still telling me you want more
Podemos bailar 'tillya feet sore
Tengo a few moves that are top drawer (aye)
I grab your hand,
I'm feelin extra extraordinary freaky
And i know you hoes want to roll with me
I shoot by the bar place my order
Big baller orderin all that damn
for butt sex
I can't disguise myself like Michael Jackson
The flasher, are you ready for action?
Chorus: cool Keith
Make up your
hindered like I'm Forrest Gump
Bu-dump, for your trunk
Get you hooked like crack hooked Humpty Hump
I catch the *real* with more sick humor than Benny
I love me too
She said, "What you up to, Tunechi?"
I said, "That's up to you"
She said, "I don't want much Tunechi"
I said, "And you'll need two"
She
the test; without passing away
I wanna pass your test
(SAY THEIR NAMES Breonna Taylor
Tamir Rice)
Melissa Williams
John Crawford
Sandra Bland
Michael Brown
a talk, and yo she said she wouldn't tell
Now I got her on a train on her way to New Rochelle
Your girl want to stroke but yo I didn't provoke
Now I
could be somebody, cause the world to change
Where we don't care about sex, we don't care bout your race
RIP George Floyd in our hearts you're engraved
on your tattoos
Take them rubbers, girl we need a round 2
I'm a Gemini, so you know I do it right
By the end of the night, drink your waters like juice
When
ain't love
Sex
Sex ain't love
Love
Be careful what you wish for
I might not be what you want
Sex ain't love
Sex
Sex ain't love
Love
Be careful what you
with Him. cs one of the founders of the Gospel group, “The Bullock Brothers,” my Uncle George wrote a song titled “Gather in Your Tools,” which has been
you have right now?
WEST: Well, influence isn't my definition of
Success it's a
By-product of my creativity i just
Want to create more i would be
Fine
phase me
Just another lady
Walked by looking fly
Catch my eye
Now usually I could see two to three to look fine
At a later time neither one is on my
don't spend it
New Six it's a brand new menace
In a tight end no George Kittle
Nigga play with me I zip you
One by one I'll pick you
That's head by head
Board your doors here comes hurricane George
I know we've had a lot of cold winds blowing
Poles are melting from the global warming
This forecast is
nothing but love
I'm feelin' extra extraordinary freaky
And i know you hoes want to roll with me
I shoot by the bar place my order
Big baller orderin
what'cha want?
Yo, I'm strapped with the gats
Step up plap, plap!
I'm leavin' caps in your back, fool
I rip shop, wanna say peace to Hip-Hop
A nigga
and the jewelry light shit up
Each piece of jewelry I own, I ice it up
You don't want to put your vehicle next to us
'Cause all of our vehicles, we dress 'em up
and the jewelry light shit up
Each piece of jewelry I own, I ice it up
You don't want to put your vehicle next to us
'Cause all of our vehicles, we dress 'em up
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