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I'm gonna be loved by you by you
Worshiped by you
I wanna be stroked by you by you
I wanna be choked by you
Ooh with my hands around your neck
Your
I've been wondering
Are we anything?
Or is it just out of my hands?
Out of my hands
I can't ignore it
Don't understand
Why you haven't told
Yeah I don't do it by the
You do it your way
I'm doing it different
In love with the music
But I don't fuck with the system
Don't call me a rapper
Call
Refugees
One time, M.O.P. (oh, oh, oh, oh)
Two times, uh, Bumpy Knuckles (oh, oh, oh, oh)
Now the world is in trouble, come on (oh, oh)
Yo, you're
hand
You're my kind of woman, you're my kind of man
You're my kind of woman, you're my kind of man
A match made in heaven by God's gentle hands
I'll
On my hand, on my head, on my chest
I'm dressed up like a girl's best friend (diamonds)
In my heart, in my room, in my bed
You're shining like you're one
On my hand, on my head, on my chest
I'm dressed up like a girl's best friend (diamonds)
In my heart, in my room, in my bed
You're shining like you're one
(Maybe in this song, you shouldn't start by saying)
Nigga, I said it, I know that you mad
I've emptied the clip over friendlier jabs
You mentioned
You're ready to tackle any task that is at hand
How does it feel? Is it fantastic? Is it grand?
Well, look at all the massive masses in the stands
You're ready to tackle any task that is at hand
How does it feel? Is it fantastic? Is it grand?
Well, look at all the massive masses in the stands
You're ready to tackle any task that is at hand
How does it feel? Is it fantastic? Is it grand?
Well, look at all the massive masses in the stands
were around my neck
But don't forget
That you're doing him wrong
That you're doing him wrong
And I'm doing your wrong
By making this song
And talk to me
to fight all the pain that it caused
I try to move on and I try to stay strong
So put your hands up if you're feeling me
And put your hands up for
If you're playing that drum
But you got no rhythm
If you're a little out of key
But you're always singing
If you're so carefree
But so not
so
Remember the time when last summer
You took me by the hand and we left for a week
When you ran away from you're mother
And you're friends and all
the only one I want
By my side, every shade of beautiful
Darling, you're a dream to me
Darling, you're a dream to
Take my hand you're the one I'm dreaming
soul until you're dead
Will tear your organs tear you apart
Leg by leg hand by hand
My soldiers will rip your head
Will fetch your soul until you're
When you're clawing at the walls, you cry
GODDAMNIT!
When your hands wanna ball up in fists
When you're getting unbelievably pissed
GODDAMNIT!
When
you
For more reasons than one
You're the one, only one
You're the one, listen girl
Somehow, my love
You've been misled
By the things that others
you
For more reasons than one
You're the one, only one
You're the one, listen girl
Somehow, my love
You've been misled
By the things that others
You're my masterpiece
You're my masterpiece
You're my masterpiece
You're my masterpiece
We locked eyes club devised such a lustful tone
We knew what
, baby
Now the knight in shiny armor can only be me
I cry out your name as you hold his hand
If you're not mine soon, girl, my soul is damned
I'm looking
and you're set
I'm on the right track, baby
I was born this way
Ooh, there ain't no other way
Baby, I was born this way
Baby, I was born this way
Ooh, there
slip out of my hands
People say forget about it, move on, but see they don't understand
You're nothin to them, but you're so much to me
So much in
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