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Simpson family hardly spoke With seven kids, it wasn't a joke Just meeting at night on the sofa All trying to watch TV Tucked away in North West
Driving through the Drive Thru I've been gone Five minutes and seven seconds long I see you in cherry blossom form I've got a thing for you Driving
7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2 Happy people divided by 1 Leave nothing, nothing, none You got 2 again, you got 2 again You used to love me once and now, you
A snow white line of divine freaks In riot, where they fell... The circus lurches in, a ring of promised delight For seven days and seven festival nights
seconds I'll find my closure Nine seconds before we're over Eight seconds I've had enough Seven seconds you can't be trusted Six seconds free from you Five
you, but It's better if I hear it from you You know what, let me explain myself It's 7 AM, you're still here with me And last night I held you
We put the windows down and our heads out As we're driving towards the denying Work the 9 to 5 can go by quick Take your vitamins read your morning
'cause we live by the sword Three, plus sixty degrees Two, for the black and the blue One, for the sun, step into millennium Ten Nine Eight Seven
motherfuckers in a daze, fucked up So sit back, relax, new jacks get smacked It's Snoop Doggy Dogg, I'm at the top of the stack I don't lack for a second
us that in a battle we can't last The battle started at 10:30 and by quarter of eleven was no longer eight crews (how many was their) There was seven
for him Hops in the seven He gets six figures When he gets off at five I'm what he's hungry for Three little letters and I'm in the mood (in
of the Second Age, Great elven smiths forged rings of power. Sung, female: As I return to my room And as sleep takes me by my hand Madrigals from the woods
in my pocket and at least a grand Gold on my knuckle, my pistol's closed in hand I'm a Dogg Pound Gangsta from the LBC Remotely controlled by
to aggravation I got my ears closed, back to bookin' my own shoes Level seven eight nine - second dimension
the air 'cause I found you These gut reactions are the best thing you can go by Premonitions are the second, that's for sure (that's for sure, oooah)
Remember the minutes spent together You called me Rainman Then kissed me for three seconds Ooh, no one else has ever fit The equation quite like you White
"Tick Tock Time on the Clock Time Goes by but it just wont stop Tick Tock Time on the Clock Time Wont Stop! its 7 in the morning we better get up
twenty-seven, argues fights Selfish in her own right, polite, guess she's in her second childhood "Cause when I flow the for the street" "Who else could it be"
it down put it round bouncing threw your town like Uh bang first play second aim first prey second make dirt day heaven I'm a crack baller straight
veins Threading courage through the hole in my heart To finally stitch a sentence together I hold my breath for seven seconds Six Five Four I hold myself
relax, new jacks get smacked It's Snoop Doggy Dogg, I'm at the top of the stack I don't lack for a second, and I'm still checkin' The dopest
motherfuckers in a daze, fucked up So sit back, relax, new jacks get smacked It's Snoop Doggy Dogg, I'm at the top of the stack I don't lack for a second
you breathe me in You are the sun that shines within Sleeping by the window Curling round the pillow Winsome breeze begins Sometime before seven
begin Or where we end The first step's got me lying on the floor By the second step, I hear a knocking at the door Three, I put my life in your
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