Lyrics:
go together and just figure it out
I'd rather put on a film with you and sit on a couch
But we should get on a plane or we'll be missing it now
Wish
What? (just shut the fuck up) Huh? (just shut the fuck up)
Headstrong, dead calm, Dead by Dawn
Dead weight, they dead wrong, let's get it on
Twelve
Ev'rybody dance on the floor, dance ya'll
Ev'rybody dance on the floor, come on baby, all right
Dance, dance, dance and shout, let's dance and shout
Get
Definitely know you are me number one choice
You are the girl that I want by me side cause
To get to here you come so far
Remember the first time I saw
You
Well, hey how ya doin' have a seat, have a drink
Boy it's good to see you, what can I say?
Oh, sorry gotta run we'll get together again
Say, what was
[Chorus:]
As time goes by, an eye for an eye
We in this together son your beef is mines
So long as the sun shines to light up the sky
We in this
S-E-X-E-D-you-see-A-T-I-O-N yeah
Sex education
For the people ya 'all
Parents and teachers get together get cool
Children need to learn about sex in school
Children need
Said, "I gotta go get him, Will is my Soulmate"
We gotta be together how could we not be together
But wait if I send the letter I mean how will I be
Now I'm not like this, I'm really kind of shy
But I get this feeling whenever you walk by
I don't want to down you, I want to make you high
If you
still together
Thought it would last but there's no forever
Walked out on you with no call, no letter
When he realize it don't get no better
He'll
you want me somehow
And lover
I love how we keep this undercover
I can tell you love me more than all your others
Let’s get together
Get together
get offa your butt because it's gonna cost ya
It rips me apart to see you like this
Me and you might just be able to fight this so baby
Start me
Words and music by John Kay and Michael Wilk
Got nothin' more to show ya, there ain't no more to say
You know the mess we made, it just will not go
the captain
Get you ready quick and soon
For the pikes must be together
By the rising of the moon
By the rising of the moon
By the rising of the moon
The pikes
Icy, we flockin' together
Plan it, I make me a pot, I get special delivery
Then that bitch hot, you a bundle of misery
Get off my top and ya shawty
All I want is power
Get this, get this money by the hour
That power, that power, that power
All I want is this power
Money brings me this power
All
the hell what we know if you ain't know round here
You say the wrong thang, will get ya back blown round here
The gangsta's rep they hood, by the zone
live it
Get to da money by da bundle how I spend it
All my cars tinted but dey kno who? s in it
Same cool dude on da mic givin? you da bidness
The brase
All this excess stress I can't take it
Slow that thing down, pump ya brakes kid
Why you gotta be all up in her face kid?
The ABS will get you
Certified quality
Ah dat di gyal dem need and ah cry for every day without apology
Buck dem di right way, dat ah my policy (ya man, right way)
and ya hair due too
I'm fucking wit you, shit just choose and we'll be fucking by two
[Bridge]
[Chorus]
[Verse 3]
I made this song to let you
on and cry
Get it over with
Oh, sometimes you know we have to let the tears fall
I know, I know its hard to forget, oh baby
All the pain and misery
That
get my life together like the oils I bring back
In the bottom of the pot where the water gets hot
Got my transporter take it across the border then
Don´t get the question baby
I don´t get the question
Are you askin´ if I love you?
Are you sayin´ you don´t know by now?
You should never wonder
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