Lyrics:
you sign, Mr. Ghostface, package for a friend, here
Right by the X, my bad, here's a pen
[Method Man]
Gucci flip flops, I box my way to the kitchen
away singing this little light of mine
I'm too wicked
Shit is Christmas I'm too gifted
By now I guess you know I'm this shit
And you sniffed it
I Bruce
an I
Looked down in the sea
Little girls had my womans
Lord, an the blues had me
Baby done quit me
Baby done quit me
Ain't said a mumblin' word
Hey now
me, now
"Ride! Take it away, Lacey"
I don't need no steam-heatin'
By my bed
The little girl I got
Keep me, cherry red
But c'mon shake a-yo'
describe pain, pleasure, hate and love.
It can be used as a verb, both intransitive – Mary was fucked by John
And transitive – John fucked Mary.
As an adverb
What's playin' at The Roxy?
I'll tell ya what's playin' at The Roxy.
A picture about a Minnesota man
So in love with a Mississippi girl
That he
giver
I'm a shark in the water, you just Long John Silver
I got a girl, you wanna meet her? Ha
Her name is (name is) millimeter
We bustin' out
Gypsy woman told my mama
While 'fore I was born
Got a boy child comin' mama
He'll be a bad one, now
I'll make all you little girls
Turn your
Gypsy woman told my mama 'while 'fore I was born
Got a boy child comin' mama he'll be a bad one, now
I'll make all you little girls turn your heads
Gypsy woman told my mama 'while 'fore I was born
Got a boy child comin' mama he'll be a bad one, now
I'll make all you little girls turn your heads
a million
Yeah money doesn't buy you Joy
It makes you pull the trigger
I ain't feasting but I'm happy
Girl what you looking at
Thought your Michael Kors
I’m coming back Girl you got me bent
Now I’m on my own and I’m doing really great
Then I seen you walk by Knowing that it was to late
Thought it was
Girl, you messed me up you a phony
You're more stupid then my little pony
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (yeah, yeah)
Yeah, yeah ooo
Where, where did the time
the town called "The City of Dope"
It couldn't be saved by John the Pope
So go on, live your life of crime
The beat'll keep beating while I say my rhyme
they don't know me
Always got a question bout the old me
Baby girl way too nosy
Don't stress me ess ess ess
Look here don't stress me ess
Don't stress me
Gypsy woman told my mama 'while 'fore I was born
Got a boy child comin' mama he'll be a bad one, now
I'll make all you little girls turn your heads
What's playin' at the Roxy?
I'll tell ya what's playin' at The Roxy
A picture about a Minnesota man
So in love with a Mississippi girl
That he
admit I been tempted by drugs
I admit that I just need a hug (I)
I admit the devil talk to me sometimes
But the devil is not who I trust (yeah, not who
going harder
One of them girls that played me the other got me moving smarter
Yo Jaquielle I know that shit been hurting
But you already know we good
None
I love you so much
This song is also dedicated to little Maria
One of my best friends on earth
Get your shit together girl I love you too
Juju
voice by a
Mile and I'm going to
Use that i have a trillion
Dollars worth of voice
I hang out wit my the girl and my
Daughter everyday there's no place
to see me
Like John Cena
High jab ya, huh, then wrap you like a turban
Pack a Stan in a can and ship him to Eminem
And say "Dax needs a feature" and
Pray
Inspired by Juice
All girls are the same
Still have lucid dreams
Still see ur shadows in my room
Bitch led me to my doom
I cry every single day
I say I'm
cute little divos
Or rich city guys that just want to enjoy
By havin' a very good time and behave
Very bad in the arms of a boy
There's a she-wolf
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