Lyrics:
You got it on the side
A little one night thing
I've bought it over and it's time I will forgive you
Well I'm not letting go
But don't forget I know
learned how to roll with the punches
in order for me to get a little somethin'-somethin'.
It wasn't the bomb, but, Yo, I ain't complainin'.
I thank
We'll make them turn their heads
Every place we go
[Chorus]
So won't you please
Be my, be my baby (be my little baby)
My one and only baby (say
over me
I'm a little lamb who's lost in the wood
I know I could always be good
Someone who'll watch over me
Although he may not be the man some
legs standing on my board
Golden shower all over my face
Big water
At least a little
My water
Entrails pussy floor
silicon, silicon
Silicon suction
I met you. And it's crazy how you've gotta work so hard just to get a little bit of action. When it's all over and there's nothing but the feeling
thumbs
Touchy babe, I make all the wrong moves
Like a schoolboy out of line
Touchy babe, you like to come a little closer?
You turn around and say
well
You never thought at all
You look a little distressed
Am I looking my best, now
Here's something you can't possess
I can't contain it anymore
and hear
You're so cool it's crazy
Black shoes, black dress, black hair
There must be some symbolism in there - little lost daisy
Do her highball low
This is it
Nothing has ever been any clearer
The little voice inside my head says
Finish me, I am defected
Resurrected then rejected
Born
Shed blood to make it, like the story behind scars
I used to be a battle champion, in the meanwhile
Before some of you little fuckers learned
[P.P.] Stronghold overthrow the whole fuckin underground
[I.T.] Secretly run, by commercial motherfuckers now
[S.S.] So while you little step-and-fetch
right
Got her tongue right
Ride with me
To the sunlight
We can have a little Sex in the City baby
You can be Carrie
I'm a be Mr. Biggs
Cause you so
blowin' reefa
In the coupe looking better than a Mona Lisa
Tunnin' into my songs thinkin' bout features
She know her little nigga spit ether
And them
me see you smile
Dear Prudence like a little child
The clouds will be a daisy chain
So let me see you smile again
Dear Prudence won't you let me
agree
But then I've got to know
I'm not asking you to marry me
Just a little love to show
Oh I know I could make you happy
So the things I have
Well, well look at you
Little miss has to pick the wounds
And that's so literal, and your so critical
Well if you feel like the scars and your
And while your laid out burnin
Lookin crispy like some KFC
Do a little soul searchin mothafucka cause never shoulda fucked with me
Now I'm on the run
attacks me
Neurotic fit, and then I drop
Well I'm poppin this little bubble
And lovin the sound
And i, I been around the world
And seen a lot
love you, love, what you want to do, love?
Sure enuff, sugar pie, we can think of new love
Little bit of this with a touch of your behaviour
You can
Come to me, I'll be your wishing well
With cigarettes to save you
I'm a little lonely, can't you tell?
Waiting on your rescue
For all my dreams,
dame dash, biggin' up my team
And I seem, naive or a little obscene
You can blame everybody but not me
And I've seen niggas with deals who don't know
Poison poison
Fuckin' little worms are creeping in her face
The man gets crazy and he must kick her down
Smash the axe into her fuckin' ugly face
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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