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of his hand
He wore a big ol' turban wrapped around his head
And a scimitar by his side
And, every evenin', about midnight
He'd jump on his camel named
Tell you what I did last night
I came home, say around a quarter to three
Still so high, hypnotized
In a trance, from his body
So buttery brown
brother know
When the next time around the call goes out
It's "Hell no, we won't go!"
There'll be no World War Three, my friends
There'll be no World War
cut you off
You grow right back
Like buffalo grass
You crawled across my heart
Oh like buffalo grass
Wrapped yourself around my heart
Day goes by
unbroken
By the wheels gone by
We know
Who we are
(In the fever of our youth)
Who we are
(We've got nothing left to lose)
Who we are
(There's still time
oh oh oh oh) When the sun started sinking
(Oh oh oh oh oh) And they turned those open signs around
(Oh oh oh oh oh) We thought we ran this town,
to call a talk show
But I haven't got the nerve
La La La Oh Oh Oh radio
The Lord is still my shepherd
But these preachers got to go
This time
around
Cause I don't come in like no lion just to go out like a lamb
I'm three times seven baby that makes twenty-one
Well I love on sight and I fly by
Our romance won't end on a sorrowful note
Though by tomorrow you're gone
The song has ended but as the songwriter wrote
The melody lingers on
They
Drinkin' all night, but we ain't done yet (yet)
Waitin' on the plug, but he ain't come yet (yet)
Still need somethin'? Put your bank on it (bank
window shopping
All around the square
Little old lady, time for tea
Here's a kiss, two or three
You're just like that little old lady
I hold dear
window shopping
All around the square
Little old lady, time for tea
Here's a kiss, two or three
You're just like that little old lady
I hold dear
Ha ha
[Special K] One by one
[all three] The Treacherous Three crew, with master one
[Kool Moe Dee] I'm Kool Moe Dee y'all and I am so fresh
[all
appears to be a random drive-by shooting
"Meanwhile, Eminem is rumored to be"
"On and off again relationship with"
"This just in, a tour bus involving
funk
Still gettin' down
Music won't have no race
Only space, peaceful space
Now it's time for the trip
Step inside my little ship
I can tell by
do we still fit so perfectly, perfectly, yeah, yeah, yeah
No no, oh, oh, ooh
, she's never fooled around
He's still lyin' she's through cryin'
She's not foolin' now
She walks by and every head turns
You can see how hot her fire
When the boys get to poppin
This is the remix (3X)
[Chorus]
When the boys get to poppin
Get get down
Get get get get get down
Get get get get get
around us
From California to Maine
Then we think how we mistreat it
Oh, we oughta be ashamed
Watch the people pass the beggar
On the street as he
'em up open all over town
Strictly biz, she don't play around
Cover much ground, got game by the pound
Getting paid is her forte
Each and every day,
on the TV
And that's about the time she walked away from me
Nobody likes you when you're twenty-three
And are still more amused by TV shows
What
his face
He said, "others may come and the others may go
But that suit will be around wherever you're goin'"
Three button hand me down
Three button
and K, the legacy's done
Oh man, you thought these niggas with attitude would show gratitude
Fooled you
From 2015 to infinity it's still bomb weed
Hey yo, now that I'm a fly guy, and I fly high
Niggaz wanna know why, why I fly by
But yo it's all good, Range Rover all wood
Do me like you should -
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