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tune mora jigar Stand by here we go again Just you let me wait let me know again Ain't nobody special girl I'm jus a friend I bet you can't
can do it with the lights off However you like your vibe However you like your vibe You know I'll ride by your side Cos na only you quench my fire Yeah
hair down She's nothing more than a movie That never panned out Hey Mr. destiny, You forgot about me, You forgot to leave a number You forgot
to get out of my face with all that yappin' I told you aboout that flappin', about shit that can happen I'm askin' you to gwan head with the Boot The y'all
York City, where the stewarts can kiss my ass, And now were off to, mainward to south And now were soon to become, and let the four drive Punk Rock
what you rationally can Or slap Grandma in the chin if she asks who is this man It's the reaper, Laden Jim, Mr. Grey do what I say Ride to this, get
Isso okay S to the K Runtinz on the beat Mr Skales on a mission Them dey see on television One ade ade ade de de Two ade ade ade de de Three ade ade
CHORUS Commacausee blinded by the show lights Paparazzi they know I'm a gold mine EveryBody know me where I go why You suicidal, hanging wit the low
Do I sleep l-E-G, stay awake Up all night no sleep My life a game of Pitfall Swinging over alligators No lie, a game of Pitfall Swing over
Poor Billy received his new on a Sunday Woken by his mother and she had just this to say My son please return to me safe and ok you only turned 18
see I'm down with it My Mrs come visit Your blemishes everything I vibe with it I need it I'd never hit it and quit it Wanna be by your side for life
catalog up. Knock em off one by one then I add it all up. Raise the temp make the lens fog up, Lace the track like Timbs, say it back like hymns. She threw
and loaded Woke up in the morning Both my barrels smoking Buck shot salt rock I'm climbing up a ladder Window sills and doctor bills And she keeps getting
and the deal is through The stranger made a buyer of me and you She smoked the filters, and he smoked 'em straight On gin and jazz they agreed A pack
sancho claim i got my southside blood runnin through my veins i'm from the califa thugs and the low-pro gang now tell me mothafuckas if you think you can
fact you're kinda like young Janet 'fore she had the plastic Surgery, never occurred to me, I could fall in love so quickly I'm fallin' like so deeply,
I'm old There's Max and there's Maude In the house by the station Call them my best friends He drinks like a horse She don't appreciate it All
said it was the best I don't think Mr. West would know how dumb you are, do you prefer a beat switch? You're a dumb bitch rapping about throwing bodies
a rich nigga House in the dominions call it elegant chillin The Mrs in the kitchen and she not water wippin I made it out the jungle so I look down on it
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