Lyrics:
me be your lover
I think you need me
Hey colored girl
I'll never treat you how I treat
All them other girls
Let me treat you, it's my treat
I got it
And the way you wear ya jeans, is means to cuss
So DAMN!, how you get them on, DAMN! big secrets on her
Throwback chick, hotter than Ms. Vic Damone
This
And the way you wear ya jeans, is means to cuss
So DAMN!, how you get them on, DAMN! big secrets on her
Throwback chick, hotter than Ms. Vic Damone
This
of town bitches, (Thirty-four)
help me put it down bitches (Thirty-five)
Hangin' 'round, give you pussy by the pound bitches (Thirty-six)
Them do-it-all
Never said I was perfect but trust me baby I'm worth it
Connected in the circuit
I'm allergic to the circus
I'll curse you out in cursive to show you
they've lost
nine today.
CUSTOMER: Well, when is your next round?
MORTICIAN: Thursday.
DEAD PERSON: I think I'll go for a walk.
CUSTOMER: You're not
are just full of jealousy
Envious of female independence
Hell with a clitoris, hit or miss
You will never consider this a bitter disappointment
I'll
come and get this work
I'll never get off, you know a boss don't sleep
Tell your R&B nigga with a six-pack
I ain't with the chit-chat, we can really get
at fourteen with a scheme
To get more cream than I'd ever seen in a dream
And by all means I will be livin' high off the hog
And I never gave a fuck about
at fourteen with a scheme
To get more cream than I'd ever seen in a dream
And by all means I will be livin' high off the hog
And I never gave a fuck about
started me?
I'll bring it to your front door
Like you ordered me
Back in this bitch
But a lot more rich
On my Papa Bear shit
Need hot porridge
Got
[Grym Reaper (Gatekeeper)]
(Black woman)
She's never gonna come back
(Princess)
She's never gonna come back
(I never find another honor like a track)
Caesar, sir.
C: (salutes) Hail Caesar.
If it's not done by sunrise, I'll cut your balls off.
B: (very reliefed) Oh thank you sir, thank you sir, hail Caesar
"Look, I'll call you in the morning
Or my service will explain"
And another hundred people just got off of the train
I didn't come right to New York
about
I'll never ever find a man like you
You got me twisted
You must not know about me
You must not know about me
I could have another you in a minute
your feelings, but I know you understand
Don't let them see you doing bad, niggas waiting on a chance
Like you digging in your pocket, never let them see
famous for claimin' a murder
That he never really did
Yeah tell these people all
The facts here really
How you ran your mouth and
Almost got smacked by
Let us take you from the Couver, puffin on a buddah hookah
Cross the Salish seas of emcees and producers
Unknowns that you aint used ta
By the Strait
That I call the can' "Shyne"
This type of disrespect you can't find
I'll make ya damn mom swallow the
Dick in front of ya grandmom
Fuck ya baby mom in
I'll make 30
Desert Eagle, my nails dirty
I'mma think on life and I'd die for it
Made a mill, you ain't even know it
Tell Iluminati I'm down for it
Call
an epic battle they will face one not sure to win.
You'll never find peace you'll always feel pain.
Eternal rest let go and attain.
You can find peace your
I wish I could stay young forever
But I'm good as long as we're together
Another day or forever
I'll never find another love like this
I'll never
It was something that I'd never feel
Don't you know I'll never love another friend?
All my love for you
Search the world, I'll find you
Another
I'll make 30
Desert, even my nails dirty
I'mma think on life and I'd die for it
Made a mill, you ain't even know it
Tell Iluminati I'm down for it
Call
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