Lyrics:
I'm a sell to anybody in your damn family
Uncle Tom, your Aunt Tammy, your Grandmammy
Your right hand man, Randy, understand me
In Antlanta, I got
Won’t Come Back
I Don’t Know
Where Do I Go
It Doesn’t Matter
I Won’t Come Back
Love The Vice, Love The Chicks
I Love The Seventies
I Live To Live The Hard
I love a Daytona rose gold Rolex, the black face,
I got a Fendi fur, some Tom Ford thigh high's and a crocodile Birkin.
That's not basic right here
whole Bad Boy shit, we come to bring it to y'all niggas
Me, B.I., Puff, Lox, whoever, Black Rob
If you wanna dance, we dance (come on)
Now trick
I love a Daytona rose gold Rolex, the black face,
I got a Fendi fur, some Tom Ford thigh high's and a crocodile Birkin.
That's not basic right
heart
Without you by my side
I was wasting my time
But now I love you
Just don't break my heart
Look, I think she love me (love me) I think she
the music's up loud, man, I jones real bad
Lyric overload in club, in the boat
In Jeep, in America, Tribe goin' mad
Females vibe while my niggas just ride
you need dome hit me!"
Love to see the chrome wit me
The car a quarter mil, on the wheels I done blown 50
Dice games blown 50, Jones loan 60
Had
jiggaboo Jones
Boom on these niggas like jiggaboo Jones
Boom on these niggas like... uh
Elevate til i move way pass the top
Dont give a fuck about who in
In this world fo many people
You and I live and love on many lands
We dance, we fly, we laugh, we cry
The river of our life flows
Throught
waited for love and it was worth it
She wants to feel like this for a hundred years
All this life still yet to live and they can hardly wait
They can
Some of you may know that the tango, Which
Is not a very popular dance anymore
Was at one time reputed to
Be a dance of unbridled passion
Back in
Lights down, bar-room band kicked of "A Neon Moon"
And I met her in the middle of a dance floor
Didn't take long, by the end of the song
I was
Or regardless to the fact that I'm Posdnuos
But because
I know I'll love you better
May I cut this dance to introduce myself
As the chosen one for speak?
typhoon
In lives of leisure
The craze for pleasure
Steadily grows
Cocktails and laughter
But what comes after?
Nobody knows!
You're weaving love into a mad
whole Bad Boy shit, we come to bring it to y'all niggas
Me, B.I., Puff, Lox, whoever, Black Rob
If you wanna dance, we dance (come on)
Now trick
typhoon
In lives of leisure
The craze for pleasure
Steadily grows
Cocktails and laughter
But what comes after?
Nobody knows!
You're weaving love into a mad
Skin dance back-a-the condo
Skin heads getting to school
Beating on blacks with a baseball bat
Racism back in rule
White trash picking up Nazi flags
These, fragile cycles in the air
Story of life, with us, they share
The purest love can reach you
Be prepared
I'm so into you
It makes me dance, dance ,
Extremely dangerous
Tom Jones, classic man, gang style, Taliban
I came home better than I left serious
I left home and did it all again, I know
You
break up to make up at Jacob's baby
Her parents fought too, I'm the makeup baby
Wake up baby, love'll have you open though
I mean you seen Tom Cruise
to the fact that I'm Posdnuos
But because
I know I'll love you better
May I cut this dance to introduce myself
As the chosen one for speak?
Let me lay
shit in his pants
Make the murder man dance
We shine like clusters, to leave you in the dust
Cause we tryin, to get rid a all you haters
And you
the gals they take to me I'm feelin' as high as a kite
With magical power I dance by the hour with pretty girls holdin' me tight
Day dreams so sweet...
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