Lyrics:
me nigga
I'm like an Italy nigga
On some mob shit, figure me out
Can't stop me, I'm Luca Grassi
From the book, not the picture though
You ain't
Time is an open book we are reading
Flipping the pages of life
We might not look at the lives we are leading
And let our journey pass us by
The air
I know you'll never get tired of me.
Oh, baby (Sho' won't) (Oh baby)
And I'm gonna use every trick in the book.
I'll try my best to get you hooked.
The way you stole my heart
You know you could've been a crook
And baby you're so smart
You know you should've been a school book
Well, you could've
mama's gone
Educated lady with your college degree
Amazes me why you just can't see
Learned everything from your books on the shelf
But no one ever
up God's Holy Word
and then I'll humbly say I'm too afraid
I'm gonna look into God's Holy Book
and learn about my Jesus' name
Well, I'm a Bible lovin
we tell truth grab eeh
script plz big food book a villa fi the week so we spen rude
Glasses we buss dem head like jackfruit
Whip blast off tht
[Music: Mika, Rotten Sound]
[Lyrics: Xena, Keijo]
Uuuaah!
Join the collective, the holy family
Isolation from individuality
Learn the book, obey
days
Mind on my money, money on the state
Can't judge a book by its cover turn the page
I like her on the pole that's her business nigga
As soon
How-can-one-man-kill-so-many-and
the-sin-be-plenty-before-the-age-of-20 *sing-song like Nice and Smooth*
Life ain't worth a penny in, my book faggot
That's why I took faggot shit,
When I'm cold, I shiver
If I eat a meat, I would only eat liver
Noah's on the ark with Joan Rivers
If I read a book, it is not The Giver
When I'm
partners 'fore the crook stole my rhyme book
I had to rewrite cause you bite like you was a bitch
I had to change the rhythmic pattern and make sure it fit
person:] "Have a nice day, hehe"
A housewife from Encino
Whose husband's on the golf course
With his book of rules
Breaks and makes a 'U' and idles back
time you can be Nas's wife
Place school, study law
I'ma pay your tuition
Come on campus, buy you books
Do your babysitting
My unusual style make
How many books you read? (Is Hemmingway dead?)
Well who's the President now? (Does it matter? Wow)
Then how you gonna make that booty boom?
(How I'm
And manned the gun himself as he laid aside The Book, shouting
Praise the Lord and pass the ammunition
Praise the Lord and pass the ammunition
Praise
get down with you
I wanna get down with you, kick it with you
Blow it with you, book it with you
Sail across that blue off the beach of Cancun
Hit
Or stare, reading a book
As the wind dances
Through your wavering hair
And I'm glad I stuck around
And I'm glad that I am still
Here
In my present
In the book of my life
Till the day that it's through
You know most of the pages belong to you
Every interesting chapter
Every twist, every
to
The buy car where you want
It must be nice to be able to
The book the flight where you want
And fly around the world and
Do what ever you want
It must be
business bout yourself beyond your ass and your tits
Put books and planning in your dome
Lay off the donuts and dicks
Long line of QUEENS be in my veins
They
disappoint you
I can see through
Your perfect smile
He likes to read books written for girls
He prides himself on being a man of the world
In
from a radio song
I've told that story a thousand times
So I'm stealing yours to be mine
All those sad books and worn out hooks that hang a man up
heartfelt hurting
You and I
At our first bleeding
You and I, You and I...
This little childs death
This bundle of cloth
With prayer book precision
On rocking
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