Lyrics:
I know you want it bad in the best way
Drop it low to the floor
You better pray
That a girl like me will take
Any of your offerings
Don’t need
This here is the place where I will be staying
There isn't a number, you can call the pay phone
Let it ring a long, long, long, long time
If I
This here is the place where I will be staying
There isn't a number, you can call the pay phone
Let it ring a long, long, long, long time
If I
up in the cock from midnight to six o'clock
The way you suck dick you off the heez-ay
Get off yer kneez-ay, they say you are what you eat baby
This
up in the cock from midnight to six o'clock
The way you suck dick you off the heez-ay
Get off yer kneez-ay, they say you are what you eat baby
This
(YAYYYY!!!)
Greetings Earthly beings!
You have reached
The most entertaining
Radio station in the galaxy!
I go by the name of $eventeen
And you just tuned in
Number Nine Boy
Yeaaaaah
I give you my heart and tear it apart girl
Tell me say mene woa na 3b3ko o
Nanso af3i di3 w3i gyae me h) k))
Me fr3 wo phone
[unverified] my nigga weed
St. Ides is my best friend
Pa's is broke
No calls comin' in on my phone
And money I'm down to my last stone
My mom dukes is always
Bid TV you can't bid if you die
Keep a cannon like nick but
My last name not Jonas
Bitch get R Kelly'd she livin' life golden
If I get a free kill then
verbals & graphic grammar
My verbal murder strech from Alaska to Alabama
Get touched by my Arm & Hammer
All across the planet niggas crumble like
you into five-Oh
Either that and your turn your back
And the bitch attack with a blade up in your spinal
Should have listen to phone call, just stop
use it
If sleep, don't leave it on, nigga, for true she will go though with it
She call a bitch back from your phone and chew the chick a new uterus
triggas, fuck up all y'all niggas
Cause I'm so fuckin T-R-U, representin I thought you knew
Cause killas killas killas
That's all I be around, nigga fuckin
12, play, call em R. Kelly
Sipping on his Remy, doctors hoping that my heart feel me
Used to play the post like a office, but they don't mail me
Bro
3 IN THE MORNING
Written by: Kelly Ann Carvin (BMI),
Troy Thomas Walls (BMI)
Publishing:
I'll fox the criminal justice system
Just in time to make the crowd rock
Call your phone ringa-ringa
No one answer the answer machine
Call your phone
kiddo? You're line was busy
Bobby
Fella
Bobby
Sweetie
How have you been?
Stop by on your way home
Seems like weeks since we Bobby,
You have a call from an inmate in a correctional facility
Inmate, state your name, Darren
This phone call may be monitored and recorded
Press 3 if
Kitty calls me on the phone,
To say she's all alone
And needs somebody's there.
Crystal sees into the future,
Tells me that she's an asshole;
Should
I had intentions on fucking her once
Aye just off the rip
Uh, Aye
Just off the rip its T K
You know how we play C R I P way
We havin' motion so
called my phone like
"Holla they sayin' Cassidy let Calicoe
Hear his rounds for you" i'm like
"So? Like that's gon' save him"
Well at the face off I was
it, map it, we can score
it, I need three guns, and a soldier to stand
by the door wit. No bullshit, I loaded up my
lyrics and two shotties
?
I took it from a friends phone , now I'm on my way home my name is Charlotte Quagrine I stay by ring road
Ur song is my ringtone I love like 6
verbals & graphic grammar
My verbal murder strech from Alaska to Alabama
Get touched by my Arm & Hammer
All across the planet niggas crumble like
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