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as long as you come back
B-Back to me baby
So come home back to me back to me baby yeah

This fragmented recollection wrecking my sanity
Know u could

the back
Turn and twist around me
You're a freak
Now lay down by your side and let me
I like it when you come around
I don't know your name but you know mine

the back
Turn and twist around me
You're a freak
Now lay down by your side and let me
I like it when you come around
I don't know your name but you know mine

the back
Turn and twist around me
You're a freak
Now lay down by your side and let me
I like it when you come around
I don't know your name but you know mine

the back
Turn and twist around me
You're a freak
Now lay down by your side and let me
I like it when you come around
I don't know your name but you know mine

doesn’t fly by
So come on baby let's get right
So you can give it right
Arguing fighting
Ain’t no need for that no more (no oh)
Working distance
You hate

are you into that
Want to know about me
You gon' wait and see
Come on come on baby don't be shy
Give it to me now and I'll open wide
Toss away

Josephine

William Cottrell

More Fish [Clean]

2006

to get by
So she reaches for her purse, grab the bag and the needle
Tie a sock her arm and start shooting up the diesel
Had a flesh back, screwing some

no. We can't sell this. Bring this back up. Bring, why don't you come up there and tell, I'm not coming up and down the fucking ladder like a fucking

And smash, with a 44 mag, this nigga jag
From the front to the back I heard it crash
Nigga you sassin' I hurt 'em bad
You heard him laugh
Talkin trash 'bout

What to do
With everything (Everything)
What to do (What, What)
With Everything (Uh, Yeah)

My old bitch want to come over
Come back then say it's

(don't ya come back baby)
When I'm good, I'm better by myself
You're too late, I know I'm priceless now
Your head don't fit into my king's crown (don't fit

lil' bae
I get the chips like Lays, and I gotta spray
Leave yo visitors may
You know what's up wit' me
'Cause I'm droppin' 50
It don't make cents like

but I wasn't askin' for s—t
Hustle ol' so magnificent I can turn three dollars off of just 50 cents
I can really flip some s—t and just sit but I'm sick

[Originally by Ramones]

You've got to pick up the pieces,
Come on, sort your trash,
You better pull yourself back together,
Maybe you've got too

B**** I'm from Dade County

Trina

We the Best

2007

By way to Overtown and look at this city
Open to Grove and the South Miami
Wedwood Highlear, look Eddie, look 'Bana
Some many ice P-Rhymes rich

Seasons come and seasons go.
No matter what family wants to know.
Where is my person?
Have you even tried dating?

But back in your good old days.

already know
Throw it back, back, back, back
Yea
Come on baby throw it back, back, back, back
Yea
Come on let me see it clap, clap, clap, clap
Yea
Come

shut shut

So shut your pretty mouth
This ain’t the fucking South
The ain’t the 50s baby
You ain’t that fucking lady
Just good for bedside service

spend money like the coke price free
Uh, bon voyage
Nicki M. Baby, Buns Minaj
Back of the 'Bach slumpty, Humpty Dumpty
On the back of the bike, these

gone missing, I'm no magician
My diamonds they flyin' like
Bobby and Whitney walking around with a 50
My bitch in the trap naked
No bra and no panties

say she tired of my shit I tell her that's wassup
What u doin with all that ass baby come back it up
All these racks up on the table baby add em up

Out Of Controoooooool!!! (A Big Tune)
You Put It On Me (Uh!!)) Ceiling To Floor (Ceiling To Floor Baby)
Only You Can Make Me (Uh) Screamin Back For

I never ever wanna say goodbye
I can't tell you the reason why whyI'm feeling like I'm so fly
Come on baby just you and I nothing can pass us by we