Lyrics:
on the radio good morning Vietnam and
Something in common
We out of our noodle but don't call us Ramen
So don't be surprised when
You end up like robin
I know
the faces of the poor,
But there'll come a time when such overt displays of wealth
Will not be tolerated by the people in the street.
In a sane society
me when
Might as well get used to
You hanging around
Good morning heartache
Come on, sit down
Stop haunting me now, telling you
It seems I
Steve and I flew out of Miami to London Heathrow, and it was a Sunday... well, it was a Saturday when
we left Miami, it was a Sunday morning when we
allen allem Anschein nach ereilt
Und keine Antwort auf die Frage nach dem Anfang allen Seins
Doch du begreifst, dass die einzig richtige Antwort auf
[Intro: Lil' Jon]
This your boy Lil' Jon
I'm here to tell you
With another one
Here we go, here we go
Well, I got DJ Smurf, D-Roc and Kaine
hopping along, when suddenly he comes and cures me.
One minute I'm a leper with a trade, next moment me livelihood's gone.
Not so much as a by your leave.
like to be around 'em
Give 'em dap or pound 'em
See 'em out, they houndin' dawg
Sayin' they got tracks for me to get down on
Sayin' they hot when that
for
And the arms that will wrap around him
When he comes walking through that door
Some Sunday morning, it's Sunday morning in America
Yeah,
somebody said he's like a trucka
Flexin on the cover, rip john madden
Go Josh Allen, or dish it off to jimmy
He quicker then a kitty,
Come and say it with me
high, you see me come floating by, I say
Touch me in the morning sun, when I feel impossible.
Show me what is possible, teach me love invincible.
You been the realist from day one
Mainly cause of where you come from
I have been blessed to have spent so much time with you
I'ma be sad when it's all
real long (yeah)
We've been down a while, you make it feel like home (hey)
Up early in the morning when you're cooking (ayy)
A pot of grits thick
to get too high,
You see me come floating by, I say
Touch me in the morning sun, when I feel impossible.
Touch me in the morning sun, show me what is
a fight
I sit and watch the flashing lights
Moving legs in footless tights
I go out on Friday night and I come home on Saturday morning
I go out
on my face
In the morning-
I just want to wear it on my
Nothing's ever hidden when the sun comes in
I was feeling pretty fly, now you lookin' at me
the wild flowers bloom
When farewell hymns shall be chanted
I shall rest by her side in the tomb
(Oh, come, come, come, come)
Come to the church by
like Sim's/
Silent warrior only sound I make when break wind/
Ain't no need to fear the good guys are here/
Evil doers beware by standers stand clear/
to eat
She call me when she wanna get freaky
Cause it's 5 o'clock in the morning
I'm turnt up and I'm horny
Don't act like you don't want it cause
You
Ooh Girl, Girl, Girl what we been waiting on
Girl, Girl, Girl I’m ready for your love
In the morning when I rise
I want to wake and see your smile
No
Writers: Kofi Dartey, Reginald Dartey, Ryan Ofei, Richsmauel, Ralph Dartey II
Lyrics:
Come on lets worship
Lets sing this song
We are recording
paint your body
Be the canvas of my dreams
I wanna have you by any means
Welcome aboard girl
Put your seat belt on cause
We gon’ take a ride till
paint your body
Be the canvas of my dreams
I wanna have you by any means
Welcome aboard girl
Put your seat belt on cause
We gon’ take a ride till
playa than me
When I first got to the club, it was cool to fuck
Walked passed these hoes and they looked me up
And back down again recognize a pimp
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