Lyrics:
A little moody
Well, I tied the knot in a real big hurry
Got married by a judge, they should've sent a jury
She's always tellin' me it's my fault
I take
don’t know where you are
don’t know where you’ve been today
it keeps hurting my heart
u left and all my days are gray
why you gone away?
baby i look
every now n then I make a man break a sweat
Watch him work overtime, earn my respect, yeah
'Cause I'm the kind of girl that you want to show off,
I'll
on the creep
The best kept secret never hits in the street
The best kept secret only happens in the sheets
The best kept secret is my kind of freak
The kind
DJ Big N
Burst brain
Remy boy
Another
Baby o this kind of love
Wey dey make me dey wan dey shamanya o
Baby o this kind of love
Wey dey scatter my
complexion is the mark of one legacy
Torn into 80 sections by all my enemies
I'm showing my pain
Don't you remember babies from 80s
Don't try to Ronald Reagan
city
Hey, it's kind of shitty
A motherfucking pity
Young niggas dying in my city
It's kind of shitty, a motherfucking pity
Young niggas dying in my city
or die chick
Sittin by my side
While I'm on my grind
Livin this life of mine
Blows my mind
And she one of a kind
This for my blue heart love
Summer 2014
systems
Pump by four Jeeps
running like a convoy roll to the club
Kind of crowded
What a scene
pulling up with Jodeci
Blasting out the fifteen
So I
to billions for my future child dylan now we
killing so given u want my team its a given Baby on top just making songs rock not checking tik tok we living drop
is the ruler of the Queen's Navee!
Sir Joseph.
I grew so rich that I was sent
By a pocket borough into Parliament.
I always voted at my party's call,
Uh
1st & (1st &) 15th (15th)
Woah, uh!
Lupe Fiasco's Food & Liquor
Is lovingly, hand-crafted and done
By the good folks, at 1st & 15th, yeah!
chair, hanging, and firing squad
Midnight tonight will mark the first execution
Death waits in my cell I can smell him
Somebody tell him that I still
plunge, shipwrecked
Go get your homework done, down to the books you’re spine is not enough inflected
But oh, by the way, said my father before being
The kind that make you say
Oh, Oh, woahh, woahh
When my world was falling down
You came around, yeah baby
Pick me up, and buzz me off
And I was
runnin' water in my hands
Drug me around by my headband
Said I wasn't her kind
'Cause I'm an Indian outlaw
Half Cherokee and Choctaw
My baby she's
the dugout with my tongue out, playa, game over
Strike one, caught you by surprise
Strike two, right before your eyes
Strike three, ooh, I got you out
the ball rollin' baby
Right into my heart
How can you ask me to try
And get by with just one little kiss (one little kiss)
The kissin' you do, I need
everything kind of thing (drop everything)
Swing on by I'ill pour you a drink
The door's unlocked, I'll leave on the lights
Baby, you can crash my party
conscience
Telling me that I ain't shit
No matter how much cash I sit wit'
Still gotta ask the Lord for forgiveness
My precious baby girl came like
Forty
one of a kind ( Wooo )
By the way yo booty jiggle I know yo face real fine ( Damn )
Put yo booty in the air while I'm hitting from behind
Scream out my
this dick off inside her
Show you how to ride her
I'll make that pussy wider
You marks ain't got nathan for me
I'll make your baby mama
Time"
"Lee Harvey Oswald was shot."
"I have a dream that my four little children will one day live in a nation where they will not be judged by
can see
Hiltonium, Mark, and Redyy on beat
It’s all for you; talking to you listeners like Curtis
I’m that kind of artistic astro boy
(Who’s that) astro
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