Lyrics:
But if, Baby, I'm the bottom,
You're the top!
Your words poetic are not pathetic
On the other hand, boy, you shine
And I can feel after every line
school and my welfare
But it's clear, you ain't sincere hey who the hell cares
You think I'm blind but this time I see you comin', Jack
You grabbed your
song by Seal
Riding til we lost every motherfucking wheel
And the engine dead, so we Wilma and Fred, on our feet to the crib
Thought all we need is love
guts off the floor
Enjoy your five long nights
Keep an eye on the time and
A light by your side
I know you're frightened by the
Thought of what's inside
every line
A thrill divine
Down my spine.
Now gifted humans like Vincent Youmans
Might think that your song is bad,
But I got a notion
I
of endangered times
What's going on
Nelly Furtado
Ah tell me
What's going on in the world today
I'd rather be dead
Then turn my head away
we got this first world
alignment
Weeks, are flying by, I think
My eyes are dry, from cheeks, to edge of smile
If I could
Recite these rhymes just perfectly every time
I wouldn't,
with me
By the looks I got ya shook up and scared of me
Buckle your seat belt, it's time for takeoff
I don't think you're ready for this jelly
I
politically blind,
can't see the signs of endangered times?
What's going on?
Nelly Furtado:
Oh, oh, tell me
what's goin' on in the world today?
I'd rather be
But if, Baby, I'm the bottom,
You're the top!
Your words poetic are not pathetic
On the other hand, boy, you shine
And I can feel after every line
But if, Baby, I'm the bottom,
You're the top!
Your words poetic are not pathetic
On the other hand, boy, you shine
And I can feel after every line
time hanging around
You would be gone but I can't help it
Every moment that I think about you
Every day and every night without you
I can't survive
Love,
've just vanished without a trace
I'm going to a pretty place now where the flowers grow
I'll be back in an hour or so)
'Cause every time I go to try
've just vanished without a trace
I'm going to a pretty place now where the flowers grow
I'll be back in an hour or so)
'Cause every time I go to try
But if, Baby, I'm the bottom,
You're the top!
Your words poetic are not pathetic
On the other hand, boy, you shine
And I can feel after every line
Everybody get up, it's the wake up call, you Already know I got it all
Everybody get up, it's the wake up call, wake Up, wake up, wake up
Every body get up
with me
By the looks I got ya shook up and scared of me
Buckle your seat belt, it's time for takeoff
I don't think you're ready for this jelly
I
be a ho but she my homie though
She got that friendly pussy, when I touch down she let my homies scope
Preacher's daughter, choir every Sunday bitch
texting AR
Tryna find out a whole lot of information
But every time you rap I
Hear the crowd whispering
Like I ain't tryna hear this shit again
I'm tryna
effin' and I beat up the quitter
Hold my hand around his neck and I grab him by the hair
Then Karate-kick him like Mataka bear
Rappers boast and brag
At the age of nine I was right on time
'Cause every night I had a party rhyme
Going on and on and on on and on
The beat don't stop until the break of dawn
introduced a cost of living
Too high to justify was cut and dry:
People of the melanated nation wasn't welcome
But how come? That's what I'd ask at night time
the street
Like we own it
Posted by Fred's
Before school in the morning
She say she like thugs
And that shit get her horny
I Spit her some slang
Hop on that
'm
Not very good! People don't
Really respect me!
Mark: If I were a girl, every
Time I went to the gynecologist
I'd fake an orgasm!
Tom: Bad kids! Mark:
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