Lyrics:
boyfriend
Cause you sexy lady
We can party all night
Pa pa party all night
We can party all night
cnd just go crazy
Hey mami don't be shy
Para mami
Ponte de
ain't easy (pimping ain't easy)
But hoeing ain't hard no (hoeing ain't hard no)
Baby you gon' have to hoe (hoe hoe hoe)
Or lady I'ma have to go (see
the skies tried to warn us
The parents are goners, no children to mourn us
It's driving me crazy, this war is my lady
We've lost all our babies, and God is
(¡hey!)
And to all the ladies all around the world
Go ahead and muévete, muévete, muévete
It started when I looked in her eyes
I got close and I'm
Standing by the ringside
Cheering on the bad guys
Jimmy lights a cigar
Cursing out the old farts
Drinking Johnny Walker Black
Jimmy's been
to Kansas
You said you ate it, but you're doing me damage!
Now it's off to sell a fifty foot spandage
Because I'm stressed off by your lady bandit
You look
She looks like a movie star (Uh huh)
Like a chocolate candy bar (Uh huh)
She looks like a
Hey ya love love, you little fly lady bug
Come and swing
on the aces baby
You ain't getting money hey you crazy, lady
Bad luck with it I go
Fat nigga lookin like a billion I know
Rap nigga wanna bust head on the low
and fights
The scent of rainfall as the skies bawl
Mountains stand tall but are simply still walls
Hey little lady please don't cry for me
And for the love
(KIMBERLY, spoken)
This is your advice?
To take advantage of sick old ladies?
(DEBRA, spoken)
No!
Not just them!
(sung)
Hey
Heeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeey
phone is answered
What? Hey Angelo this is the exterminator
You called for your
Rat problem my account's looking
A little thin
Close-up of what the phone
Well, my young lady, she lives
Three houses away
She claims that she can hear moaning and screaming
To me fuckin' you every night
Well, let me
the blond bombshell deity?
I'll sell you neat ideas without big words
And a little bit of cleavage to help wash it all down
Hey, everybody thought Godard
follow me, the blond bombshell deity?
I'll sell you neat ideas without big words
And a little bit of cleavage to help wash it all down
Hey, everybody
really live in peace
Becuse you'll know for sure
Your little lady's gonna stand by you
When all that's been distroyed
A woman needs a good man
To be
a mansion for my mother.
The 24/7, the cool-Aid smile,
Say, "Hey, crack a lemon and look at my pile."
[Chorus]
Come on.
Now you know just who I am
a mansion for my mother
A 24/7, the cool-aid smile
Say hey Track 11, look at my power
Step, Step, Step, Step, Step off
Because you got to get lost because
a mansion for my mother
A 24/7, the cool-aid smile
Say hey Track 11, look at my power
Step, Step, Step, Step, Step off
Because you got to get lost because
Cam ye o'er frae France? Cam ye down by Lunnon?
Saw ye Geordie Whelps and his bonny woman?
Were ye at the place ca'd the Kittle Housie?
Saw ye
right around the way
Niggas got hoes but ladies in the world
They wanna play with their minds like little girls
I twirled my fingers in the air, ran my
hey, hey, check it out homie
Man, you need to get up out of this spot man
And get a job man before you get smoked man
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah,
wanted was Snoopy)
That's right
Someone's at my door, baby, who could it be?
Someone wants to score and get laid by the D-O-Double G
Hey girl, what's
twigs
Hey, diddle diddle he played on his fiddle
And danced with lady pigs
Number three said, "Nix on tricks
I shall build my house with bricks"
He
Hey look, it's Chi Waller
Aye (Check, check 1, 2)
Yea, yea, yea, yea, yea, yea, yea (Check, check 1, 2, 1, 1, 2)
It feels real good to me (So good,
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