Lyrics:
wrappers make your stay five stars!
One man's trash is another rat's treasure,
Nothing can provide the same trash that I pleasure
One man's trash is another
heavy
Nothing can take this weight from me
I'm digging holes
Where your heart should be
You're just a cemetery a see through ghost
Is what you think
some things don't change
I wish they would today
But right now I just don't know what to say
A dark place
That we hide away
The devil stopped by and had
Look at this little n**** man...
Hey T.I. is that really you man?
Yeah shorty what's happenin'?
Hey man can you give me a ride home man?
Man it's
out like air high dust
Cages steel your razor morphs
Your me feeds your black window's words
Warlike self destructive plots
Happiness by glamour forms
run, turn 'em into bitter ones
Tonight is catch me if you can
You can taste the ginger bread
Ain't nothin' like wakin' up with a stranger in your bed,
run, turn 'em into bitter ones
Tonight is catch me if you can
You can taste the ginger bread
Ain't nothin' like wakin' up with a stranger in your bed,
brine
Let the sand slide down your hand that's a nice sign
Time to a man is a ride he must abide by
Cant get a look in it seems you mistook him
What you
this feeling got me high
but I keep it on the low, when the world is passing by
like we flying...but what will pull down
if my dream is still around,
before pleasure
P-Diddy and the Fam, who you know do it better?
Yeah right, no matter what, we air tight
So when you hear somethin, make sure you hear
before pleasure
P-Diddy and the Fam, who you know do it better?
Yeah right, no matter what, we air tight
So when you hear somethin, make sure you hear
Spells lay daggers before me
Passion speaks in grue vehement stabs
Trance my eyes, fix my focus to pain
The tumor grows until the enemy is slain
brain
The thought about you is keeping me sane
I need a dose of you deep in veins
Label me a junkie
What do you want for me
I abide by rules I
your pants
My squad pimpin there, I approach and put you under my trance
My gameplan is exquisite, so when I pay you a visit
I'ma make you go
get it what? Get it wet (Get it wet)
Gimme some Tang and Alizé
Let me tickle your body, after the party we can pleasure will you come let me
(Get it
Bill, but call me Chuckie
Fifth Ward hard bitch, play hero and buck me
Cause I'm known to pull your skull out
Grip a motherfucker by his neck
Bill, but call me Chuckie
Fifth Ward hard bitch, play hero and buck me
Cause I'm known to pull your skull out
Grip a motherfucker by his neck
Yo jazzy whats happening man
Yo ice cream tee is that jazzy jeff and the fresh prince
Yeah tey made that rap tune girls aint nutin but trouble
Those
Funkentelechy (this is mood decontrol, urge you to Funk On)
Funkentelechy (yo ho, how's your funk-en-tel-echy?)
Funkentelechy (ideas brought to you by
is young wanna have some fun
I been focused on you girl you might be the one
Hey Island Girl
Do you mind if I have this dance put your body in a trance
the loose leaf
N- eat ass
Smelling like dookey
Creative as f
I make the movie
No f-ing on camera
They cannot see it
Gimme your love
And n- I'll keep it
High
see what some people don't realize is that you can't stereo type my group as a hip hop group cause we do it all
hip hop trance pop techno rock r&b
gone!
"where's those titties i like so well,
'n' my goddam beer!"
Is what i started to yell, then i heard this noise
Like a crunchin' twig, 'n up jumped
Can't take it, writing these lines to my one of a kind lady
Finer than wine in the summertime, legs shaking
Pleasure is mine
Wonderful nights in Vegas, we
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