Lyrics:
says to me, If I could publish a cookbook, you can write a Christmas song. I can't wait to hear it.
She was so sure of it. And I was taken aback by her
Be nice, girl!
You have to pay a price, girl!
They like to give advice, girl!
Don't think about it twice, girl!
It's time to get to work!
Art
Be nice, girl!
You have to pay a price, girl!
They like to give advice, girl!
Don't think about it twice, girl!
It's time to get to work!
Art
Or we can talk about the things you like
Girl I don't just talk to hear my lines
you've heard it all a thousand times girl
And we can talk about taking
Been doin this for so long real soon you gone hear about it
It's time to right all of my wrongs but you won't you hear about it
I told some people
slipped
The Mac is cuttin records and punks are gettin ripped
Gangster I am, bust the lyrics like a drive-by
You wanna sleep? Well, it's lights out,
and fathers and dead niggas
For non-conformers, won't hear the quitters
For Tyson types and Che figures
Let's get it together, come on, let's make it
Gotta
listen very closely
You can hear
KOOK, KOOK, KAH, KAH
Before he takes flight
Can you guess what it might be
KAH KAH
Yes, It's a kookaburra
It's perched way
prescribed Xanax so I don't snap, guy
I just try to keep it peaceful when I pass by
God forbid you don't end up like the last guy
I don't wanna hear it if
you
Together what we can be and its all about you
Have I told you
(Do you hear me, baby?)
That you mean the world to me?
(I'll give you the world)
really likes that.
I love to watch Nickelodeon
You might say I grew up on Sesame street
My favorites are Big Bird and Oscar the Grouch
And I think
song, it's all for you
Sing my song, it's all for you
If I don't hear from you by tomorrow
I hope you come back and learn from your mistakes
Come
or the bitches you’ve smashed
If you only want to talk about that superficial stupid shit
…then mother fucker I don’t wanna hear it
Everybody wants to talk about
Hear you say, will you tell me 'bout it?
Tell me all about it
Will you tell me 'bout it?
Tell me 'bout it
Tell me how you feel about me
Just tell
Come closer, let me hear ya
It's not that a lot that you've been saying, whoa
But I can tell from your body language
Okay let's talk about it ('bout it
just take it day by day
I wanna hear you say you’re here to stay
Tell me when to go and I’m on my way
Not just anybody, I’m so used to you
You and me
about...three of these as I said later, ...quarter of an hour goes by ... half an hour, we
try to stand up and leave. I mean, it was like, you know, "Gaaaahh,
nothing you can ask that I won't do, no!
You know it, and I know it
There's no doubt what I'm talking about when I say
Stand by my side, I'll be next
It's not a lot that you've been saying, whoa.
But I can tell from your body language
Let's talk about it ('bout it)
Is you 'bout it?
Let's talk
feels like to be God
It's the games most deadly combination
So it's about to be one hell of a demonstration
I'm sorry we kept you waitin
Thank you all for
Aye
What did you hear about me
What did you learn
What did you hear about me
Ooo that made you run
What did you learn about me
What did you hear
What
it
The drama really means nothin' to me
I'll ride by and blow ya brains out (brains out)
There's no time to cock it, no way you can stop it
When
it
The drama really means nothin' to me
I'll ride by and blow ya brains out (brains out)
There's no time to cock it, no way you can stop it
When
win made a pack love
If you hear a click got to clack love
It's sum about that black love
Swap out durags like it's hat love
See you down the street
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