Lyrics:
to drive my head insane
Girl, do I do, what you do, when I do my love to you baby
Yes I got some candy kisses for your lips
Yes I got some honey suckle
me.....
I like to make funky beats and record 'em....
The scratch....th-th-the scratch...
I got two great partners standing by me....
ANDYCAT: Take
As the queen is
Fat she is devoured by rats there is one way to skin a cat or poison a
Rat it is hetero four
Hear to three forthirightly stated.
Relent
simpering, callow and morose who let you in? if I knew, then I could get out the murder you see is a mystery to me
Right Voice (Reed, Yule)
Dear Mister Muse
on the slave ships
If you ain't talking Africa, nigga you ain't saying shit
If you catch me talking back, I may be well equipped
Head dipped in wisdom, I'm
hit me with that positive shit, I know you lyin'
You really wanna stop niggas from dyin'? Stop niggas from tryin' (yeah)
'Cause I ain't really got
touch the dials
Parkland hospital, only six more miles
You got me dizzy, Miss Lizzy, you filled me with lead
That magic bullet of yours has gone to my
Who can I trust I feel like everybody be tryna play me
Should I hit or not they in my head got me contemplating
Kno they gone hate even mo when
the white noise
Pretty puzzled by the shape I'm in
I got bruises on my white skin
Gettin' dizzy, dizzy from the white noise
Dizzy from the white noise
Seven
got a limit
If the bag right, you know Imma spend it
Know Imma spend it
Know Imma spend it
Know Imma spend it
Know Imma spend it
Perk got me spinning
flack
He be that rat a tat tat
On my window
He got me doing
Mathematics
Be that slick cat
Tap dancing on my
Bare black back
You got me
Cat with
Permanent
Sweet lizzy, ohhhh you got me dizzy
Girl you bout to drive me insane
Got me doing some crazy things
Shoe's on my head, on my feet
Walkin around, ain't
we got jerked but still invented them
Wicked litle kick it joints that got us ghetto wheight
And also kept the jazz alive by pulling off the plates
lookin' at me)
And I'm with my honey
(Why you over there lookin' at me)
You got, you know, the haters
They wanna be tough guys all of the sudden
I'm feeling baby
and Im feeling dizzy lately
I might kiss you in my night sleep
YOU'VE GOT ME SO HIGH
I'm really addicted
I'm LOSING MY MIND
But babe I
cats for labeling me shepherd
That'll be Six Fifty plus tip darlin,
I take cash, credit, check, money-order, gold and cigarette cartons
Huh, got
the beat ripped to shreds
Its gone re rip on your head - stone (Stone)
She fuck on the daily
But when you with her she tell you
That she got a head cold
, Your mother's got a big head
Aight aight, first off, you wanna sign on me?
Bet bet, you big Marion-Berry-haircut-havin' muh-
Yo, first of all, your
(yeah)
If you ain't fuckin' him right, bitch, pass him to me
Real niggas love me from the H to the D
Don't stop, pop that cat
Mm, mm, just like that
take on a repeat
I die
Has that ended?
I die
Are you ended?
Take me to the
Crossroads
You crashed your car again, ripped your noze half off your head
for ya dizzy
Got me on I be fizzy or a kizzy
Just woke up in my bedroom wizzy
While ya on break let yo kitty air
Like magic song at 3rd, like a pier
you were wrong
Hold on, I got one more, and don't lie to me
Do you really have a Batmobile outside, my G?
Don't be so transparent, this nigga's light,
and serve them they fronts
Don't mistake me for a vic just cause I'm a female
I don't got a pump, I don't wear the Lee nails
So 'press on' and you get pushed
Oscar the Grouch
I got more change then you got in my couch
Next cat that scream my name gon'
Get shot in the mouth
I got the yay on the stroll
In my
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