Lyrics:
knows what
I would've done if I wasn't locked
Up right now as soon as
I found out, I told them to just lock me in
And I've basically just been by myself
when I dream I'm not lonely
Who's Your Daddy?
Chain up the beast
They gave me a job so he could never get out and so the beast sits there
Dreaming
I said a hip hop, the hippie, the hippie
The hip hip hop and you don't stop the rockin'
To the bang-bang, boogie, say up jump the boogie
I love that super soaker on her
It goes crazy by the touch
When it comes out from the trigger it releases bout a bunch
Love that super soaker on her
US (WהO)
But we don't give a uck
Starting with 'F' (WאהT)
Yet
This is to represent the Seventh day (WהO)
So we can't cuss
Our speak our own words
is
Her specialty, after all hands come up
One by one "Oh my god, Rihmeek, "
Nicki groans exaggeratedly, invoking Meek's
Middle name for effect "Every
Aww hell, nah nigga
We ain't doin' no freestyles
Don't even know how to do that shit
Yeah, whatever
Check it out man, check this one out
I been
I said a hip hop, the hippie, the hippie
The hip hip hop and you don't stop the rockin'
To the bang-bang, boogie, say up jump the boogie
chalk it up to circumstance
And leave it at a Coin Toss
Icing sugar smile and your velvet auburn hair
Leaves everything falling right out of the air
Your
third person
You as genuine as "Pony," the karaoke version
Now you're 'lone, don't give a fuck if we connect
I'll bet you with a dying phone, I dust
(cause here I go)
Huzzah! (Huzzah!)
Give it up for the man of the hour
I know that you're feeling so envious
I'm free to use all of this power
I'm not sure
fair to ya, ever since all this autotune hysteria I don't love and I don't need no praise I just think I'm kind of fucked up by the way I was raised
huh, uh huh, uh huh
Check it, check it, check it, check it out
Give it some time, release your mind
Don't spill it on the floor
With thoughts of suicide
we don't wait up
Elevate the elevator
Conversation with the paper
Money talks it gives me data
If it's time to serve a plate up
I don't ever wait for
Call me up to Your side
Draw me up to Your light
Let it blind me
Lord, refine me
Refine me out of my mind
Music by Peter Furler / Lyrics by Peter
goes bad
The good book goes out the window
When the gloves go to the floor
His give a damn to be a righteous man
Don't give a damn no more
Under
a
Freeway then a couple of years later
You got famous again when a
Freeway almost killed you
Don't ask me to give a fuck I
Ran out of fucks to give
I hope you
going through
she said no i dont think you do
'could tell she wanted me to go away
but something said no Auburn stay
i said just tell me what's on your
yeah, pss pss pss pss
[Kay Gee]
Don't forget, guard your grill, knuckle up!
[Treach]
A strong what up to my man Kid Capri
[KG]
This goes
So baby, don't you mind if I do
Got time, but I don't mind
Just wanna rock you, girl
I'll have whatever you have
Come on let's give it a whirl
See,
So baby, don't you mind if I do
Got time, but I don't mind
Just wanna rock you, girl
I'll have whatever you have
Come on let's give it a whirl
See,
up, and I happened to tell ya, and you go "don't bollock him, go out and apologize," right. Fuck him, I'm gonna go and apologize to him.
Bruce: Well
for school lunch
You up here lyin' 'bout shit
That you ain't do once
My life? I'm like a modern day RL stein
These stories will give you Goosebumps
I do
This is where our hearts find outs what's real
This is where my heart begins to feel
Should I give up
Should I give in
Another day, Another day
Goes by
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