Lyrics:
married and you moved back home,
Here we are again, you and me.
It's no surprise the light in your little girl's eyes,
Shines like the ring on your hand.
Now I and I say eye for an eye and a tooth for a tooth
And He that live by the sword shall die by the sword
And if you're Christian go to Church
when yuh meet mi fam Put yuh pon mi timeline pon mi instagram
Dont watch them other gal weh a pree di don Memba a me name Beenie Man
An yuh a di one
Mi
stand.
Loyalty torched dignity,
Burned him up and he ran.
There's nothing worse than a radio edit.
Girls' fashion's callous, the standard
Is angry,
Easy, back up, turn your radio
Turn your radio off
Watch me now, baby, baby
Uh uh, uh uh
Bitches in my ear, they saying they love me
You don't
So call up the line
Get down wit, down wit us
This is a re-quest Mr. radio man
Just one desire from a hip-hop fan
Hey DJ (your on the line girl
This is just another one
Oh Lord
Oh Lord Lord Lord
ch Cruz Rock and Beenie Man
Roca
Yea Na Na
Ella es hermosa y loca
pero eso es lo que amo,
Lo
"Hello, I'm on the radio with T-Pain"
How's it goin'? Yeah
"It ain't goin' good
My girl ain't doin' the things she used to do at all"
I got just what
to man
Livin' for the ...
Small town hot summer nights
Radio 'bout to blow
Top down under the lights
Feel the heat, wild and sweet
Hot summer
behind bars
Beef ain't the Summer Jam for Hot 97
Beef is the cocaine and AIDS epidemic
Beef don't come with a radio edit
Beef is when the judge is
DC like go barrack
Girl drunk it like a Fiji and she blowed my socks
Every night she coming through for me to fuck that
Found out she had a man I holla
want to ...
The guy's a cowboy from some rodeo
Doin' the things that we want to
The girl had once loved him, but now she want to go
Doin'
is foolish, that was my views
I'm back at it, the rap addict, by any means
We gon' get these stacks accurate, no skinny jeans
Say he ain't a star,
hundred to go, yeah
I got rock and roll music on the radio
I got a brother on a rig just off the gulf coast
He says the girls down there, well they're
[Chorus]
No I'm not the blame
I'ts not my fault you change
girl I'm still the same man
who gave you everything you
wanted
[Chorus]
I remember days
break it down?
Man, you at the clinic? Dog, slow down, that's your child
But if you keep it, then you gotta tell your girl you was cheating
And you
Mmm say baby, you got some fries to go with that shake
Ay what are you man Yo man, that is no way to talk to a woman man
Man I been talkin to girls
hey man check that beat
By the time we reached the top of Monteagle
I thought I heard a rumbling sound
And then I saw a sign that said falling rock
perfect
I won't quit 'til the good Lord says my work is done
Like a faded out song on the radio, done
Like the cowboy gets the girl when the credits roll
tonight (yeah)
That's why I let my man drive tonight, yeah
You see what time it is, it's time to buy the bar
'Cause these fine ass girls came from
Down at the corner by a hot-dog stand
I seen a man, I said, 'howdy friend'
I guess there's just us two
He screamed a bit and away he flew
Thought I was
too much though
I know I look funny
Down at the corner by a hot-dog stand
I seen a man, I said, "Howdy friend
I guess there's just us two"
He
by lazy folks
Who just live their life no
Different from the day before
It was the same old song so
I turned off the radio
I turned off the radio
love her, lover her, love her
By the time I got started
In the right direction
The DJ on the radio
Was playing another selection
But our song
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