Lyrics:
go ooh ah
Shake it shake it shake it now ooh ah
Tell me can you take it now
Your like a bag of treats
There So much variety so much to nibble on
Im
differences,
maybe small or great,
variety adds spice to life,
so we should celebrate!
In Harmony, harmony!
You're you I'm me,
together we should sing in
you hold my hand
But don't look at me that way
Your kisses, too, are heavenly
And, oh, so full of variety
But don't look at me that way
When you tell
bottles of Ciroc
And bowls of red grapes members of
Meek's entourage
Old friends who he now semi-employs
For a variety of unspecific tasks
Drift in and out
then stopped for
A variety of reasons, it is hard to
Parse what might be going on in JLo's
Mind by looking at her face
But when Nicki launched into her
second, two
But niggas mad that I can rap
My arsenal make you look all bad for a rack
And you can admire me in the lab for a rack
I need a variety
Bitches
and
Witch doctors aren't just in
Africa if you look
In the LA papers of a Sunday morning
You'll see the local variety
Advertising their wares
Like suit's with
of me
On a rise to fly car hating on varieties
Look, I don’t need no
Bitch niggas surrounding me
Get caught, you better stick to
The codes that you
surprise, variety
Is the spice of life, so I eat you up
Like apple pie, I like your flow
You're the star, this is your show
Speed it up, take it slow
sweet, your my chocolate factory
Gum drops mixed with chocolate milk bars, there's so much variety
Love so sweet, your my chocolate factory
Now if I
the thickest chips, and the quickest whip
Get a grip, why can't you try wit' me
Dumb variety, I get it done lively
[Chorus 2: Nicole]
My rhymes, they like
Violence in your city
If one man
Had one home
In one world
Held live alone without variety
Full of anxiety
No one to point at, question
this the way you want your world to be?
Not me, I want variety in my society
Where I can change if I don't like what I see, you see
This is a woman
and shoots him dead!
But I like America
Its Society
Offers infinite variety
And come what may
I shall return some day
To the good old U.S.A.
society, rappers with variety
So much prestige, flair and notoriety
Michael and Prince would seem like small figures
It's hard to believe but think about it,
Not me, I want variety in my society
Where I can change if I don't like what I see, you see
This is a woman speakin' bringin' door-to-door,
Violence in your city
If one man
Had one home
In one world
Held live alone without variety
Full of anxiety
No one to point at, question
say I didn't warn you, I told you 'bout a hundred times.
You had fifty-seven ways of being mean to me, fifty-seven varieties like Heinz.
But now I've
Still squinting from the glare
What I saw was unfortunately rare
I rolled upon a variety
The sight that moved my heart
Deep inside of me
I heard some cats
I'm unafraid
Flying overseas, no time to feel the breeze
Too many varieties
Oh, in the sun, sun, havin' fun, it's in my blood
I just can't help
Shakespeare makes me happy
So happy, and I'm happy to be with you
We may be garden variety
But we can step inside of his immortal mind
We get a wider
People's behavior
Away from Belgravia
Would make you aghast
So much variety
Watching society
Scampering past
If you have any mind at all
Gibbon's
say I didn't warn you, I told you 'bout a hundred times.
You had fifty-seven ways of being mean to me, fifty-seven varieties like Heinz.
But now I've
me tell you what I know
S is for my Sister
T is for Today
U is for Unity
V gives me Variety
W is for the World
X is for my Xylophone
Y is for You
Z is
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