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Might be the only teacher that gets paid enough
That's why I'm in Hyde Park buyin' like half of Harrods
You niggas are too concerned with
the back
And you get on top of me and have a brother goin', "Oh, oh"
Girl, I love how you roll me right
I can make you a celebrity overnight
Why don't
Just Ninas, Gina (damn), just choppers Robert (damn)
Carter II, tell me, how is you gon' stop a riot? (uh)
I lock and seal it up the best, I can feel
Just Ninas, Gina (damn), just choppers Robert (damn)
Carter II, tell me, how is you gon' stop a riot? (uh)
I lock and seal it up the best, I can feel
up, get out
And do somethin'
Don't let the days of your life pass you by
You got to
Get up, get out
And do somethin'
How will you make it if you
niggas, what's up though)
If you scared, get the fuck out the club, nigga (bia', bia')
Bia', bia' (get 'em up)
Why you actin' like a (push 'em off,
Ain't Worried Bout It cause my mane lie
On Two A pack too fly
Selling in the street no B by
Why they call it white president
Niggas all I see is this
got me on this
Well, then I can't get off
With no one else but you
You turn me on too
Well, then I can't get up, ooh
For no one else but you
like you do
[Chorus]
I could go on livin'
Without tasting your kiss
Get by without this moment
You touching me like this, but why
I could keep
for "one and a kick".
Now if youve got lumbago, rheumatics or gout, or a pain in your Robert E. Lee
Dont kick up a shindy, youll never get windy with
my side
I'm takin' some of y'all with me it's, by my side
I'm makin' sure they won't forget me it's, by my side
To all the niggas tryin' to get me
Coke boys, just stay up on em, wants to get em open
Go and slaughter, haters trading thoughts with brain storms
We all existing for dreams whether
the whole time
If you could see that I'm the one who understands you
Been here all along, so why can't you see
You belong with me
Standin' by
in the skies.
What else could I do? This feeling was new.
Oh, I saw it clearly we were meant to be.
I called you up, said Robert, it´s Marie.
From
And let down your hair
And sit with me here by the firelight
Why think all about
Who's gonna win out
We'll make up our story as we go along
There's
Pomade, nigga
Been like a decade, yeah, shut up, uh
Ayo, keep it buck, I switch up
You niggas don't, that's why you stuck
I needed seven figures, hit
what'll I do
I'm goin' honky tonkin', get as tight as I can
And maybe by then you'll 'preciate a good man
Tell me why baby, why baby, why baby why
You
Why don't you get away? Get away (oh yeah)
Lay awake at night till the sun comes up in the morning
Never excited, it all seemed boring
Make up your
And let down your hair
And sit with me here by the firelight
Why think all about
Who's gonna win out
We'll make up our story as we go along
There's
dem alibi
Wahapen to di poor guy
Weh Babylon style and a seh dead tonight
Dawg mi nuh know why
Cause if a Missa Chin son every door fly
Higgler a get
days south of the border
Feeling too good to care why
These Mexican minutes get longer and longer
As the days goes by
These Mexican minutes get
what'll I do
I'm goin' honky tonkin', get as tight as I can
And maybe by then you'll 'preciate a good man
Tell me why baby, why baby, why baby why
You
I fell in love with bordens, I can't get caught up
I make my young nigga go and run it for me
She think I'm rich cause I sip drink? Well I just like
Incredible, unforgettable
to watch you shake your booty ooty to the ground
It's awful nice
It's Paradise
Why do you get up, while they get down
.jpg/229px-Robert-Palmer-Sunset-Strip-(edit).jpg "Robert Palmer")
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