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who showed his outstretched arm to space,
He turned around and pointed, revealing all the human race
I shook my head and smiled a whisper, knowing all
And the Indian he once knew.
Bout lost highways, and purple skies,
At 127 Rose Avenue.
[Chorus]
Caretaker said as he shook his head,
"Son to you believe in
the hook
I got cold chills when her body shook
Hot sex on the platter no need to cook
I let her steal my heart like a horny crook
Had her grinding
a dream
My one and only heart
My poor knees trembled'
My whole frame shook
She had me flippin' with just one look
In one split second, she went
shook niggas get stripped, beated and wiped out
Con Ed status like Fab nigga, it's "Lights Out"
What your life 'bout? Nigga my life plush
I lost both
and rollin' on Christmas Day
Some people say that you don't believe me
But I as seen in you
I met the man and shook his hand
And every word I say is true
Beamers and Impala's
Thugs and them ballers
Ain't nothing safe
When them things start (jiga jiga jiga jiga jiga)
Look meng, keep thinking we shook meng
got robbed got shot got shook
Got a job started rhymin' came up with a hook
Got a chain and some tats came up with a look
Went and made it here
the hospital, took five like me
You living fantasies, nigga, I reject your deposit
We shook Dre punk ass, now he out of the closet
Mobb Deep wonder why a nigga
the bluebirds sing Sang with Kitty Wells 'til momma screamed And tucked me in a-beggin' me to sing: I painted my eyes up like Dolly Then daddy shook his head
much like a man I just had to say,
"I'm proud of you, son. Will you sit for a while?"
He shook his head and he said with a smile,
"What I'd really
shook it
She could shake up a man
And so I'm gonna shake and shimmy it
The best that I can today
Cause you can't stop
The motion of the ocean
Or the sun
shook up every time we meet.
I'm talkin' bout you,
Nobody but you.
Yes, I do mean you,
Come on and let me get a message to you.
Let me tell you 'bout
at night
You gotta fight for your shoes, or get your ass shook
And walk around with lipstick, and a pocketbook
You all in bitch, sit down when you piss
were few to the treehouse tree
And never to the long rope-swing
Biff the purple bear grew sad
As he climbed down the treehouse tree
He shook his
to stop by and check us out sometime
He looked at me like I'm out my mind
Shook his head like, "White boys don't know how to rhyme"
I spit out a line
in my ride, and I shook like Shakira; hear the
Noise that I'm makin' while my trunk is steady shakin'
And my heart skip a beat, and thinkin' about
talking by the cannon
But I couldn't believe my ears
The Russian had plutonium
The sailor wanted beers
They shook hands in the moonlight
And broke
walk the Brownsville grill, ill
You see, I got a Fort Green lean, Clinton hill the chill red-hook look, man
Ain't no shook hands in Brooklyn; son, yo'
finished I tossed her
Y'all into wifin, we don't condone lifin
Only fuck with bitches that, got they liquor license
Shop high prices, shook all vices
floor
It's bout to crack now layin on my back now
She shook one cheek at a time den dropped it back down
I'm goin through a game
I never knew they name
An' we watched as Mother Nature shook the planet
An' cellular replaced the telephone
We lost Charlie Brown, Ray Charles an' Johnny Cash
We even lost
troubled by just one thing
He opened the lid and shook his fist
And said, "Whatever happened to my Transylvania Twist?
It's now the mash
It's now
a doggy all on my bone
I met another girl, her name was Ann
All she wanted was to freak with a man
When I met Ann, I shook her hand
We ended up freakin'
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