Lyrics:
Ruth's Chris steak is on your plate
Ride with me why would you wait
This a tsunami not a wave
It always feels like its the Spring
By the way I make it rain
[Pharell]
And he goes by the name
[Justin]
Ha ha
[Pharell]
Justin
[Justin]
Woah!
[Pharell]
All the way from Memphis Tennessee
And he got
that makes man just wanna let go
I don't care about nothin' but your sweet lovin'
When you look at me that way
And sometimes when I'm holdin' you tight
I
It wasn't no other way to word it got my feelings murdered
By the bullet of bad the singer of sad
Songs to make you long for your mom and your dad
your side
Then watch the time as goes by
Coz I don't mind
I love you more today than yesterday
Everyday I try to find a way
Just enough to mend and make
clean as your hand
And my strength will be like a natural man."
Took old Samson by surprise
They picked up a stick and then they punched out his eyes
Encyclopedia Brown has come to take a look around
The news is all over town
I’ve shot
This fired up man went down
Blinded by the eyes alone
kiddies knock him down
When it snows
Ain't it thrilling
Oh your nose gets a chilling
We'll frolic and play the Eskimo way
Walking in a winter
Open hands will do so much
For you we need
A better chance
Find your heart
Out in the muck
Along with sheep
Find your way, home
I'll wash away
By
filling
Though your nose gets a chilling?
We'll frolic and play the Eskimo way
Walking in a winter wonderland
(Wonderland, wonderland)
So give me a chance to be your man, baby
Yeah, she's more than just a conquest
She's medicine to me
She's an old soul, brown-haired, green-eyed
You sell your soul like you sell a piece of ass
Slave to the dead white leaders on paper
Welfare cases, rapists and hoes
All reinforced by your TV
to watch u all day muthafuck em got out our way
We kno da code overload u get it din over go live or die by da code he scared watch how he fold Ruth's
snows, ain't it thrilling,
Though your nose gets a chilling
We'll frolic and play, the Eskimo way,
Walking in a winter wonderland.
it's cold, ain't it thrilling
When your nose, gets to chilling
We'll frolic and play, the Eskimo way
Walking in a winter wonderland
Walking in
A little bit right- my family, you know, they let me be
To make my way through this world, in spite of everything
Shit kickin’, suburban, for all I’m worth
Kicked out the pool at the Embassy Suites, but
Damn, girl, we sure had something
Baby blue Chevy by the river runnin'
Tennessee stars, whiskey-brown
are fresh
'Cos you're a fish and I'm a water sign
My laid-back pimp walk is linear by design
Gold fronts soul I shotee now watch you shine
Me and C-Know
I've heard this song, that calls you out by name
Every time I hear that song, I think about your face
Jet black hair, and dark brown eyes, a smile
to you
'Till you say I said enough
I want to stand right by your side
When the goin' gets tough
I want to mend your broken heart
'Till you say the hurt is
chasing down your prime-time
Food for thought, or rather mind wine
The Don Juan features the freak shit
My thesis on how we creep quick, fucking your
know I love to creep ya
Lil nigga test your luck its on me ya
Biggest flexer when I step up in the room
Bitch Im way too cute, I cant fuck with you
anything to be down
Two hundred million blind mice
Running through this town
[Shock-G]
Patty Cake, Patty Cake I heard your man
Wears a gold Rolex and put
Juan, baby I'll be true
Whisper sweet everything to you
Yellow cactus rose
Cotton blown by wind
Beaten brown hands, perfect skin, perfect skin
In San
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