Lyrics:
I've already lost a bird, here comes another
I hear the fluttering over my heart
Cause birds they just fly, and they'll pass you by
And they'll make
the same damn thing
I can't kick it straight from king king king
Throw up by the hanger, same damn thing
Painting on a painting
That my main main thing
I
by the sea
So lets call the refugee
Vole, Vole, Vole, Vole
Pompe, Pompe, Pompe, Pompe
Sote, Sote, Sote
Mete main nou anle.
Met main nou anle
Main Source forever crews got to get more clever
Whatever just have your shit together
Cause it's '91 which means not a thing
'Cause for
Main Source forever crews got to get more clever
Whatever just have your shit together
Cause it's '91 which means not a thing
'Cause for
things
By the way, how you feelin', forgot
I don't give a fuck about your family and that, oh
Back it up, back it up, oh oh
Back it up, back it up, oh
All of my love is for you (For you)
Mommy's the best and that's you (That's you)
You're Robyn my heart
That's true (That's true)
That's why
All of my
Main Source forever, crews got to get more clever
Whatever, just have your shit together
'Cause it's '91, which means not a thing
'Cause for
text my main chick (main)
I told her, I ain't coming home (home), tonight (Bongo By The Way)
Mixing Henny with the Bombay (Bomb')
Fuck it, I done
many things to do.
We met a young girl on Main street, wanted to just pass her by
She was homely, so lonely, She said, "Can I make love to you."
We
See them drivin' by look at them fancy wheels
Headlights winkin' checkin' each other out
The Great American Pastime is still the automobile
many things to do.
We met a young girl on Main street, wanted to just pass her by
She was homely, so lonely, She said, "Can I make love to you."
We
door closed
Main Street's still there but the stores are all empty
The car lot where my daddy worked is dirt and stone
The only thing that comes
We tried to pick the most unlikely places
Where no one's out to know us by our name
And for a while we shared the sweet affection
That makes it
Main Source forever, crews got to get more clever
Whatever, just have your shit together
'Cause it's '91, which means not a thing
'Cause for
could track how much them niggas make and make rounds
At the All-Star break of day or so by Valentine's
So my advice if shorty doesn't know the game,
many things to do.
We met a young girl on Main street, wanted to just pass her by
She was homely, so lonely, She said, "Can I make love to you."
We
many things to do
So we just sat back and played some
Well we met a young girl on Main Street
Wanted to pass her by
She was homely, and we were
many things to do
So we just sat back and played some
Well we met a young girl on Main Street
Wanted to pass her by
She was homely, and we were
practice the very main thing Jesus said
That is to "love"
Especially his one and only Grandson Harps
Life's too short you know you got to make the most
a football problem
With two main things we all have in common
We love 'em both and don't want to solve 'em
We're a drinking town with a football problem
Hey
by
Go by, go by
Go by, go by
Someone's in the way
Of pretty words and inside slurs
All the things they have to say to perform
The work that
right! Monorail
Monorail
Monorail
Monorail
I hear those things are awfully loud
It glides as softly as a cloud
Is there a chance the track could bend?
ballin' (and she ballin')
She answer when a real nigga callin' (when I'm callin')
Yeah, that's my main thing (main thing)
Everywhere we on the same
_ "Every Little Thing")
.jpg/300px-The_Real_Thing_(1972).jpg "The Real Thing")
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