Lyrics:
written on the back of the commissioner's hand
The words written on the back of the commissioner's hand
They always said a big wedding wasn't needed
They
Surrender your trust
I'll turn you to dust
When I finally come to deliver
You won't be an inhibitor
You're just a solicitor
I am the commissioner
And rising
Milf Militia
Milf Militia
Yo bitch call me daddy
'Cause I am the commisioner
Milf Militia
Milf Militia
I hit that pussy twice
Then I go for
draws
Wah? That anuh yuh style
Etiquette inna yuh laws
Mi a look yuh from di
Commissioner was Mr forbes
From mi do di song wid Wayne pon Pitbull
Not di
minister
Meh nevah dun deh waan to deh commissioner
Me say deh next one address to security minister
Me never done deh one to the comissioner
Because ah
the police commissioner my friend?
Am I a player when me and the mayor hang and tap in?
Just a grown man tryna see how to change the community
'Cause all I
And the gamblin' commissioner's hangin' on by the skin of his teeth.
Everything dies, baby that's a fact
But maybe everything that dies some day comes back.
Put
And I flow
And dem feel am
On a low low low
Ye ye
Pe mi gbomo gbomo
Emi ati omolomo
In all white
Like sey I be your commissioner
I step in
And I swear
and make a badman girate
Owo po lapo mi malo underrate
So fun bobo yen nibe that he's not my mate
If he be commissioner, I be head of state
Na me go carry
So a new tools mi ship een fi dem
My cousin a di commissioner of police
Give him 17 Mill fi finish dem'
Know say him naah do a ting
But ano my money,
I stay the commissioner keeping all the commssion, yeah
I could never die anonymous
So I had to drop the tape and watch it stick
I've always been
The detective was seen wandering
mumbling
pondering
the state of her great
make-believe
fake identity
who is the commissioner
with the burly big
And the gamblin' commissioner's hangin' on by the skin of his teeth
Everything dies, baby, that's a fact
But maybe everything that dies some day comes back
Put
And the gamblin' commissioner's hangin' on by the skin of his teeth
Everything dies, baby, that's a fact
But maybe everything that dies some day comes back
Put
(Stimela sam saseZola)
Iyo! Iyo! (Yelele mama, njengengan'encane)
Sengihamba ngo Commisioner
Ngigqok'u-arrow shirt
Awubhek'ezansi Florsheim shoes baby
'til I tell you to stop ('til I tell you to stop)
I wanna a love practitioner, a fun commissioner
I'm gonna finish it, let's have a ball
So
like a bat
So when you see the Batmobile quickly pass you by
(Gotham City, here they come)
You know they've heard the Batphone & the Commissioner's
participating schools
Since the start of the year
Increased intensity of the upbringing of the security forces
Interestingly, the Commissioner's
Commissioner Gordan What is it Harvey Mumble rappers have taken over the city We need to light the bat signal; Its done
I'm not the hero Gotham
And the gambling commissioner's hanging on by the skin of his teeth
And everything dies, baby that's a fact
Maybe everything that dies someday it comes back
Put
good people
Take full advantage of these days
I'm 'bout commission in these days
Tryna ball like Commisioner Silver
Gimme gold nigga fuck all yo silver
dream
Became the great commissioner; we wouldn't be in this mess
God bless the old US,
Put him in the hall of fame
Out of the house of shame
Get George
Commissioners and senators are living their lives lavish
Leaving little or non for the poor little masses
Oh my God this is so tragic
The boys of the street they
and the commissioner :
half as many signatures on the new
treaty as the first : he had anybody
sign it : till it looked full : then :
after five or so snows : the senate
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