Lyrics:
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You'd better run and hide
In awe, in awe
This brigade of girls and boys
We will rid of you
And of your dangerous toys
Like father, like son and so
me, cause I just can't take it
Girl body looking like, where she come from
What you been eating on, let a nigga get some
Thorough bread, I just love it
chest give power to songs
Girl ripping when I'm home about the hours I'm gone
I can't help it the studio where Paul be at
Tried to walk away from it
and one in Malon
Take you by the hair girl, do what I want
Oh let me give it to you up on the floor
Get your body right
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Im a high rolla
oh
Look at what we started
We gambled on love
See in a relationship, it's either there's money there's love or there's money
This time e be love by
Yeah, this right here
Is goin' out to all them girls out there.
That did me 'n South wrong.
Ya know?
Tell you a lil' story its the reason
[Chorus]
the Mike Balls school of fcukin soccer violence
Mike how d'you organise a fight?
I does it by the e-mail in the middle of the night
He's Mike Balls
AAH
bet you wish there was
So you can fill in all the E Girls that hit your dms up
Cross one off your list as you chase another bust
But little do you know
only jam face if I prostrate
If I say my heartbeat e dey fluctuate
Will you give me CPR as a First Aid
Am feeling shy you make me feel like 3rd grade
The bartender said you'd better think twice
She's not the kind of girl your momma would like
Don't waste your time, just walk on by
She'll just walk away
and Eurydice
Did you hear me, Orpheus?
Poor boy working on a song
Orpheus
Young girl looking for something to eat
Okay, finish it
Under a gathering storm
to kill
We've got all of the time in the world to kill
The girls don't smile so free and so wild but they go on smiling still
And right they are, every
For God loved the world - every boy
Every girl -
That He gave us His One and His only Son
Now we can sing to our Savior and King
'Cause freedom has been
much things to do
There is so much things to do, so much things to do
Dem a ruff an' tuff girls an' boys
Side by side in a joyful noise
Some a dem come
Is this the little girl I carried
Is this the little boy at play?
I don't remember growing older
When did they?
When did she get to be
limp handshakes, zit cream ordered by mail. No-boobed girls, man-boobed boys. His mom picks his clothes and SHE smells like pee. These are the mean
I met her in a snowstorm
I was outdoors plowing
She just walked up to me and said
'Hey boy, how's it going?'
I admired her straight-forwardness
and risk
Look across now honey the horizon,
I can see a shuttle birth,
Is it a boy? Or a girl? Or a gun?
I know it's ludicrous to be lost,
There's
heard of I see is nothing but murder
Gotta make a dollar in the ghetto
Yeah, I'm a ghetto boy, ? like bush with the scar face
Speeding, you would
the team that I spread my green from schemes with
Well it's your boy, like a Queens street chumpa
Heems the ruler
Medulla create the moola
And Me, I just
in your thinking
The feeling in your feeling
Touched by a boys
Restless young erection
You slam
Arms are open
Eyes are wide
What was out
song, yeah!
(Get it, get it, get it, get it, get it, get it hey-hey, yeah!)
For God loved the world -- every boy, every girl --
That He gave us His
much about women, how come you're here at like the
Gas 'n' Sip on a Saturday night completely alone drinking beers with no women anywhere?"
"By
And yelled, ?God's healed us?
As we ran off the bus the driver just frowned
By the way this girl was sexy and she wouldn't touch you
This may not be true
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