Lyrics:
Aye I’m asking Leslie
Are you coming out here
All we can do is
Ball over here
Bitch I’m on the next speed
Rolling dope while i stir
Can’t do that wit
staden
Vill du höra av dig till mig
Och messa min lur
Säga "Leslie är allt bra med dig"
Ser du Det är därför du hör av till mig
Jag vill inte vara den
Men
that
Just fix a plate of rice and chicken then I'm happy luv
My friends are saying Leslie where are your party songs
I tell them I'm a realist that's
going on, I couldn’t grasp it
I ain’t finna cap to please a nigga I’m a savage
R.I.P Leslie, situation tragic (R.I.P)
Damn. (huh)
Know that you believed
Classic, uh, uh, uh
I'd like to welcome y'all to Exit 13
My name is LL Cool J
AKA the GOAT
R. Leslie on the track, uh, uh, uh
I told y'all
Langford, Leslie Ash
There are numerous east-enders
Countless pop stars
Then Louise Nerding
And most of the other Eternal girls
Many of the younger stars'
Telephone
Phoebe Hunt(BMI), Dominick Leslie (BMI)
You are young
You are wild
You watch over me
Inner child Running Free
I am not alone
You are
All my friends are different, but I still love them all the same
Archibald is purple, the magic balls are round
Leslie loves to sparkle,
Jag bryr meg om dig
Jag kom in här som
Leslie den mannen jag är
Jag har livet att tacka men tackar mig själv
Bad bitches dom är överallt
Bad
[Fabolous] [Talking]
This is dedicated to everybody who had a first love
R Les
[Ryan Leslie] [Backround]
Ya don't stop
Ya won't stop
Ya don't stop
All my friends are different, but I still love them all the same
Archibald is purple, the magic balls are round
Leslie loves to sparkle,
By Gis and by Saint Charity,
Alack, and fie for shame!
Young men will do't if they come to't
By Cock, they are to blame.
Leslie: We'll try being
man he switched the sound up
Didn't find the music, man the music found us
Now we are the regulators, mount up
This is dedicated to the people that
mates
I never save a bitch
I ain't saving Ryan's privates
Smoke her up she hydrate
Celibate like the pope is
Park and rec that ass
Do you know who Leslie
Now every Tom, Dick, Harry or Hank
Every Bettie, Suzy or Jane
Leslie, Ernest, Leslie, Frank
Everybody has to work
Everybody has a job to do
Like
(Cormill) police stay tryna arrest me
Baby, she tryna caress me
Whippin' that charger with jet speed
My money tall just like Leslie, Lisa
I get
Leslie, she was so sweet
Leslie, she was so sweet
None broke my heart like you
Cause you told me you would be ok
I left work that day (she tried her best,
drop kick him
Up strap, Lisa Leslie, I'ma spark that
Well known card cracker, boy
These cards smack
Heart cracked, I don't feel it
Where my heart at?
do is rap, rap, rap(saa)
And if you're feeling it
Put your hands in the air
Let them stay up
Started this rap game from way back
I'm Leslie, you can
In the mirror, when I'm debonair
My reactions are my own affair
A body likes to be near the bone
Oh Nancy, Leslie, Jack and Joan
I die when I'm
In the mirror, when I'm debonair
My reactions are my own affair
A body likes to be near the bone
Oh Nancy, Leslie, Jack and Joan
I die when I'm
Cohabitate with me
Let me see the place I want to be
Plants on every shelf
Neighbors on both sides
Speaking of, where have they been all-day
Leslie,
my blood is a million stories
Winnie for Joan and for Edie, for Norma, Leslie, Ndidi
For Auntie Betty, for Melanie; all the same family
Fiona, Jo
caught a felony and beat that shit the next week
I stack it tall, Lisa Leslie, 'cause
All I wanna do is go out trappin' with the shooters
Wrist game
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