Lyrics:
And now the purple dusk of twilight time
Steals across the meadows of my heart
High up in the sky the little stars climb
Always reminding me that
Hip-hop, hip-hop
Hip-hop, hip-hop
Hip-hop, hip-hop
Return are the be-girl promises
Hip-hop style with a little twist
Original be-girl down for job
If it seems a little time is needed
Decisions to be made
The good advice of friends unheeded
The best of plans mislaid
Just looking for a new
the King pa-rum pum pum pum
Rum pum pum pum. rum pum pum pum
So to honor Him pa-rum pum pum pum
When we come
Little Baby pa-rum pum pum pum
I am
You're a double-barrel cardiac arrest
She-demon I see right through your dress
A fox, love toy, she's candy sweet
Hot little strutter, wild bitch
Go on squeeze a little more,
Cause if you scream I'll just ignore you,
I've rehearsed this scene in a million dreams,
You're gettin closer, to my
Lewis lost his marriage when he lost his illusions
That it had been the modern day ideal
They both worked way too hard and made love way too little
When I was 6 my dad came to my bath
Know what he said? Hear what he said!
It only takes some spankin action
For a little girl's satisfaction
I
coming
Looks you're back in the now
We're coming
My difficult little shiksa
It's something
That we are back going out
Back in the picture
Back in
When I was a little girl you always
Took me along with you
And I never imagined there'd come a day
When you couldn't go
As you rode your bike
sleep a little longer
You can dream another dream beside me
I could walk another road
I could sing another sad song
But I could never make it home
remember April and you
The fire will dwindle into glowing ashes
For flames live such a little while
I won't forget but I won't be lonely
I'll remember
But now we go to town on Saturday
It seems a little too far
[Chorus]
Now some nights when our baby cries
I feel a twinge of fear
When
The waves keep on crashing on me for some reason
But your love keeps on coming like a thunder bolt
Come here a little closer
Cause I wanna see you
little move she makes
Seems like magic in your eyes and
You are lost between two worlds
Shadows from near or far
And when you close your eyes
You're
Chicks I deal with slam like Sonja Blade
y'all ain't ready for the ill metaphors
Have y'all little niggaz screamin "No, man, no"
(Chorus)
For those that
a nigga gotta change the routine, take a little trip OT
Catch a new scene, playin' big man games
Get knocked said no names
And I don't even sell dope
songs.
And all the little children lost their minds and sang along. All that you said
Wasn't true.
dazzled blind,
Rapt, enraptured, captured
By every little thing I find.
handwriting like hers...
You wrote me little letters and,
You brought me lunch that time,
At my work and that poem you left,
On my windshield wrapped in
Things are out of hand
Everyone?s undone
Foundation made of sand
The lovers who once loved
Now in separate beds
Playing little games
Messing with each
Spring play written for the obvious in mind
You rise and analyze secret little kneeshakes
That keep you up all the time
We surround in circles, try
the King pa-rum pum pum pum
Rum pum pum pum. rum pum pum pum
So to honor Him pa-rum pum pum pum
When we come
Little Baby pa-rum pum pum pum
I am
the King pa-rum pum pum pum
Rum pum pum pum. rum pum pum pum
So to honor Him pa-rum pum pum pum
When we come
Little Baby pa-rum pum pum pum
I am
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