Lyrics:
Hate wide for dog breeder
in the town of purport
A never seen dog breeder
This is the tale of his replica.
Name was J. Temperance
Only two did
Hate wide for dog breeder
In the [town of her thoughts]
Never seen dog breeder
This is the tale of his replica.
Name was J. Temperance
Only two did
they covered our eyes?
Give us names to separate us
Sit back and watch us beef and make us hate us! SAY WHAT!?!?!
I'm done talking
Mary J. Blige,
life from 9-11
We'll be sure to see again
(Mary J. Blige)
What you hear is not a test, I'm rocking to the beat (Repeat: x2)
See me and my crew,
life from 9-11
We'll be sure to see again
(Mary J. Blige)
What you hear is not a test, I'm rocking to the beat (Repeat: x2)
See me and my crew,
Chuis l'arc en ciel de Edwin
Plus y'a de couleurs
Plus c'est sympa
Chuis l'arc en ciel de Edwin
Et les couleurs moi j'adore ça
Moi j'en mets 1000
sure to see again
[Mary J. Blige]
What you hear is not a test, im rockin to the beat [x2]
See me and my crew, and my friends were gonna try to move our
can spend my dinero but
I wish you was more like J. Lo 'cause
Love don't cost a thing
So won't you let this king
Love the queen of Argentina
Girl
H-town, with J. zooted
I'm with J. Harden, I'm coolin'
And the way the broads are choosing us
I think I'm 'bout to move out Houston
Nigga, got that
And he say, "You bad and you know it"
Better shamone with my check then
I'm a J. Prince investment
Niggas love to talk reckless
Then see me like best
to stay thin
The spawn of J "Loaded" Brown
And L laverne crawl around the crows
Look very different today
And the crows are not reflecting
Any form
yo' motherfuckin' car
This ain't no motherfuckin' J. Cole, even he know nobody ain't perfect
Kanye, but we 'bout to drive you bitches crazy
Queen
est prêt
La vie repart pour un tour
J'entends la rumeur du jour
La planète s'éveille
Debout mon/ma Edwin
C'est l'heure de se frotter les yeux
C'est
Zaytoven
Baking soda on the counter
J's at the door
I got bales in the attic
Money in the floor
Brown bag, back and forth like a grocery store
artist is J. Cole
Ain't trippin' baby, this is how the game goes
(Let's go nigga)
Me and Pusha T fuckin' the same hoes
Me and TIP, we fuck the same
Hotel
El Dorado Slim
Works behind the desk
Either day or night
He can handle any request
J. C.'s screamin'
Bout turnin' water to wine
Got
D'aujourd'hui
Moi-même j'étais comme Charlie
Semblable à Charlie Brown
Je grimpais à la corde de mon cerf-volant
Afin d'mieux voir le firmament
Mais voici
Saturday in the town, as we buried T.J Brown
Good man, spent his life on the K Roll ferry line
He was just a man, nothing grand, just a man
But I
middle, and front
Strong back shit lifting it up
From the big and the small
I'm like J. Brown getting involved
And when I'm letting off a round don't
J
I love you
Bom bom bom bompa bom
Sail the ship, bompa bom
Chop the tree, bompa bom
Skip the rope, bompa bom
Look at me
All together now
J
I love you
Bom bom bom bompa bom
Sail the ship, bompa bom
Chop the tree, bompa bom
Skip the rope, bompa bom
Look at me
All together now
Good evening ladies and gentlemen
And welcome to P.J.'s Astrological Love Lounge
We are Lester Shy and the Shyphonics
My name is Lester Shy and these
climb
Every since they lost a slipper, every pair that they find
They say these boots were made for dancing like Mary J. Blige
We live a life apart,
braggin' 'bout
My hour glass figure
And my big brown eyes
(G.J.)
Tell 'em
You tell your girlfriends 'bout my
Sweet, sweet lovin'
And that's one
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