Lyrics:
breakin' down my resistance
I won't ever be the same, oh no (Oh no)
You kiss away all my defenses
This time the hunter is captured by the game (Bone)
to TECH N9NE
Everybody want to be down with a nigga
Women get a whiff of the money
Thinking of taking it from me
They get up in the club
Giving the love
I love those little moments
I love it when you dream
I wanna see you open
I wanna see you free
Don't need no drug or potion
Just set your mind
grind
Just copped a maroon 5, no Adam Levine
Came a man by myself, only father was time
I know that she relate baby daddy ain't shit
So she raised that
Uh, baby, you summertime fine, I let you get on top, I be the underline
I'm tryna get beside you like the number nine, dime
You fine as hell, I
Rule number one: get yourself a gun
A nine in your ass'll be fine
Keep it in your glove comparment
Cause jackers (yo) they love to start shit
Now if
that shows no emotion
I'm selling love potion, Chanel N°9
The scents camouflage but it ain't hard to find
Poppy flowers are our goldmine
Papi
motion, taking that potion
Gotta ride, gotta ride away
Nothing's holding me
No looking back, got everything I need
Right in front of me
Moving in a new
white (great white)
Brewed up a potion, these niggas gon' bite (gon' bite, grr)
I'm really poppin', they think that I write (think that I write)
Bitch,
(Murda)
They know I'm a ride with you
Pull up on that ave in somethin' hardly average
Hope I got no problems with you
'Cause I know how to bag
Elixir of the Gods Words and Music by Rhett May
Chorus
BHANG….Elixir of the Gods
Is Lord Shiva’s favourite potion
Lemme help you, help me help you
Lemme love you, help me love you
Let, let it rain for me
A slow slow slow burn is too itchy
Just kill me fast don’t
Lemme help you, help me help you
Lemme love you, help me love you
Let, let it rain for me
A slow slow slow burn is too itchy
Just kill me fast
damn right]
[Chorus, Juelz Santana]
It's the home of 9-11, the place of the lost towers
We still banging, we never lost power, tell em
Welcome
we let bridge dem burn like grabba
Woi, four in the cliz and one in the headie
Hand no shake, man, hold that steady
You man love pose with the ting
I love bad bitches that's my fuckin' problem (problem)
And yeah, I like to fuck, I got a fuckin' problem (true)
I love bad bitches that's my
health frosted flakes in my cereal bowl, the milk poured 2% not whole, as The day unfold I remain a soul searcher, within the Lord's perfect will try not
all petty crime on the news at nine
But it's all she's got
Love on the never never dreams don't come cheap
I don't close my eyes when I go to sleep
Baby (yo, yo) i′ll be right by your side
When you're up or down
Don't matter what I′ll still be down
Baby i′ll be your baby from 9 months ago
Can't see
気絶する様な 行為の中
気持ち売る様じゃ 恋も泡
腰を振る数 数えても
とても本気にゃなれない ai ai
あなた好みの sixty-nine
いやよやめては OKサイン
もしも愛なら 紛い物で
栗の花咲きゃ bye bye bye bye
You make me love
I love bad bitches that's my fuckin' problem (problem)
And yeah, I like to fuck, I got a fuckin' problem (true)
I love bad bitches that's my
love, I'm in love
Love, love with you
You can tell me how it feels to be loved
Only I can tell you how it feels to be loved
By you, believe me baby, baby
A rubber ducky in the sea
Cast about to and fro
By an ocean with disease
Grease them knees and straighten that spine
Creaky crooked woman
Now I'm shaking it
(*got caught* by her magic)
She had me drooling for a while (with her sexual motion)
Like taking candy from a child (stuck on her love potion)
I can't
.jpg/300px-The_Searchers_(1965).jpg "The Searchers")
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