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(Cameron from the Bull back on his bull again) Men lie Women lie Numbers lie Men lie Women lie Numbers lie Men lie Women lie Numbers lie Numbers lie
Uh, balance A drunken ground for my niggas But what if up was down for the liquor? Then pour in somethin' stiffer Filter mud from the champagne
gotta earn her keep around me So I been real busy training her I know that I can be cocky so I'm real sorry if I went and angered you I don't like to piss
dripping, I can sweep a shore Now I'm going in like her man just went out the door Ric Flair contract, I need figure fours Turning high class women into
king! DENNIS: Listen -- strange women lying in ponds distributing swords is no basis for a system of government. Supreme executive power derives from
They're training us how they want us to preform And there's ableism and misogyny In your hierarchy You're supposed to be for people from all walks of life
CHORUS I have landed safely. I have not received my papers. I have zero natural enemies. I don't know my location. I have no training in reconnaissance,
This is what you've waited for Remember all your training As we go to war Defending someone's life is much bigger than a legacy We don't need your
on it My coffin, I sleep in that Ready to die, that's cold facts I'm here to stay, I ain't Mickey Facts Never lack, I push packs Not florida keys, but
see me get weak in the knees Forest fires the way I smoke trees You might think my parents are Chinese Always high in the air trapeze Women see me get
children, is from the Philippines, has just completed his training for the priesthood in Spain and has received his first assignment: Bray, Ireland. Bray is
*Verse 1* They've got the power, all they need is training, prayer and answer So employ the women, it could be seamstress, taylor or banker What a man
Back in the gym we getting it in We training like we be some heathens Some do it for love, some do it for clout Some do it to battle they demons And we
Please me I like women that don't really need me But they know that they will never leave me I can't do ts on my own (On my own) Please me I like
is he like? I picture him standing with diamonds on him Little different from the way my mommy saw him Practice your aiming, physical training in
(Let's get it while it's hot) How to stay paralyzed by fear of abandonment How to defer to men in solvable predicaments How to control
(Let's get it while it's hot) How to stay paralyzed by fear of abandonment How to defer to men in solvable predicaments How to control
stardom Get one foot ahead of the competition and step right in front of the camera Men and women of all kinds and all shapes all over the world Are
the team insomnia Now, I Mr. Hard Worker In my nightmares I'm Mr. Can't Turn Up And I missed my chance, worst luck Trying to hit women like Mr. Ike
Something quite absurd They'd arrange for him a discharge if He'd just retract these words: "We've been told in training that In Vietnam we must fight "And
Started on corner wit juice out a lemon Broke up da pressure when money was thinning My team was flipping like USA women’s And now people buying da
Came in the game and it can't be the same cause I locked up a aim and then threw it in range I shoot like Curry for three or McGregor a knee Got
and change the whole game, ain't he? He wants the fame so bad, he can taste it He can see his name up in lights Women screaming his fucking name, fainting
in prison anymore We were taught to shoot our rifles Men and women side by side Thought we'd be met as liberators In a thousand-year-old fight I
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