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goes by in the wink of an eye
time waits for no one
you know I’m gonna love you
‘til the day I die

AFRAID OF THE DARK
(Peter Sando)
Your eyes were wide

and leavin
Goin' to make a play, all that gangsta talk
Get em' smoked like a Jamaican blaze
I'm in the jungle, it get wild, I'm a lion, I be with the Apes

niggas from the other side, we crippin' in blood
Standin' by the one I shoot at, get hit for nothin' Finally hear U2, think he buzzin
Wild out till I

on the stress
Economically depressed
Play a boss ?a fossil? make you open up your chest
I'm from the wild-wild-wild-wild-wild-wild west
Drugs, money, murder, sex

moved to Hollywood, now they think I sold out.

*(Chorus-Luniz, Cydal & T Luni)*
Uh.
When you makin mo mail then they could
hatas think you goin

(The fuck goin' on, Maajins?) yeah, gang
Bah bah bah
Yeah, uh, I'm sick as fuck, nigga mm, mm

Just scammed a nigga for his bread
He a Goofy Goober

to everybody walkin' by
Throw your elves in the air if you high

All my ladies and mens this evening
We can do this all night
All my ladies and mens this evening

Or a wild fling
But It ain't a thing
Ain't getting too attached again
When I ask the grand universe you know what it suggests
Maybe polygamy's a fit for me

and then my trap is still

See shorties came inside the trap and she like, damn this where you live
Baby bottles everywhere, she steady askin' where my kids

selling housing
Cross my heart
Hope to die
Pass my mark
Up in the sky
Bout to spark
Who tryn get high
Tryna get by
So I never lie
NO CAP for real
Y’all

baby
And she bad to the bone
And I won't stop doin' this what I be doin
Shawty on me tell me "who call for cupid"
I aim for the top so I ask "who you

You and yo lifestyle movin real and goin nowhere I guess you just a wild child 

Chorus(x2)
I'm checkin out yo lifestyle
O you a trojan
I know you hopin

Now hush, little baby, don't you cry Everything's gonna be alright
It's different that a burly bop, little lady I told ya, daddy's here
I'm takin'

Whipped Cream, Nuts and Cherries

Goldy

In the Land of Funk

1994

up my lap
She was goin for the dick, I knew the cap
Then she moved her hands up by my nutsack
As her other fingers pressed by my buttcrack
Then she

ambidextrous.
See your daddy should've told you being likable's infectious. 
No injection!
Here’s free game to take you from the baby to the man. (Man!)
Dont

and get it straight from the source
If you up, then you pay it forward
Props they never gave it up, so we takin' it by force
I'm the wrong one to be playin'

Hey, baby
Hey, hey, how you doing
Remember me?
I'd have to lose all the brain cells in my head before I forget something as fine as you
Does everyone

the grammy
And if I shoot the club up
Will you do it for the family
Lil buddy with the long legs
And the nice ass
I aint light skin b
But I just might pass
Cap

Dodgin all the cop (cop)
(Pah pah) gunshots
Way to make the fun stop
Do it when the sun drop
(Ay)

Baby girl you talking way too much 
Tell me why you

made me cry imma need a onion
Nigga be fly all the bitches on me
Just keep it at hi you don't really know me
Right by my side I got all my homies
Hope

I came to get my rocks off... 
Right there, right there. 
I came to get my rocks off... 
Ahh you hit the spot, baby. 
I came to get my rocks off...

You gotta feel me on this one right here
Yeah yeah
One time for ya, for ya mind for ya

I Feel like Jay Gatsby, tired of these parties
I just need

I Want You Back

Joe Budden

Mood Muzik, Vol. 1

2009

thought I better get to her before
Other guys start to notice she was fly, had a brother goin wild
Tryna leave the club with the future mother of my child

still buck wild with a buckshot
And I know my shit is tight like a slut’s top
You waiting for people to take you to places that you wanna be at like you