Lyrics:
square
You'll be glowing like a neon light
My regards to Mr henry-Lee
He is the owner of the place, you see
So get along and don't be nervous
Henry will
dirty steps
Repeat my own and reflect my thoughts
Cold and uninviting, partially naked
Except for toffee wrappers and this morning's papers
Mr. Jones
Pick a tune
Mr. Mr.Goon, hey
See you better get that night Vision
Be like 13, that site missing
Call me werewolf cause I bite Different
Oh yeah by
Smell like fish
Mr. Big Mouth, the gat be trout
You need to douche out your style no doubt
Johnny struck through the Shaolin slum
Prum prum prum on my
uh
I'm in the buildin' and I'm feelin' myself
Rest in peace, Mac Dre, I'ma do it for the Bay
Okay, gettin' paid, we'll holler whenever that stop
My
through customs, no questions
Perpetrators in the booth, rapping lame like they drug related (what?)
It made me sick to my stomach, lost a two and a baby
a minute. Oh yes, Mr. Jones called. He
Said, he is running late,
But I am to seat you now.
[Broad]
Okay, thank you.
[Waiter]
Follow me this way
thirty-five percent
Hoes hope I lay so I look both ways
Cops say, "It's okay", my tint smoke gray
It's no way nigga leave without handing me my shit
Got
Mr Spoon (Trance Mix)
By Eric MacVicar (158 bpm)
Mr Spoon,
We’re sorry what we did to you.
Mr Spoon, you left us way to soon.
Oh Mr Spoon, You
. Officer (Listen)
Mr. John Wayne (Listen)
Mr. Try to come slaughter my name
Mr. Mention a gang (Aww)
Mr. Put you in they aim
Mr. Gun go bang (Bang Bang)
Mr
Back in the day when man he paved the way
Fell in temptation, sin spread through the nation
Lead me salvation, and pierce the palms of holy hands
dirty ways
Well, now drinkin' whiskey an runnin' round
Little girl, that's all you crave
Well now, an I give you my money, baby
N' you left me cold
Remember when I spent my birthday in a lot with one homie
When I'd spend the money by the lot I'd swear they all on me
Motivation started off as I
weed, funk, ya don't need
Approachin' hoochies with a passion, been a long day
But I've been driven by attraction in a strong way
Your body is bangin',
[Woman ]
Oh my God, I think I'm having a rap attack..
[Ecstacy ]
Somebody get a doctor!
Quick, man
She's having an attack!
[Jalil ]
She said
thirty-five percent
Hoes hope I lay so I look both ways
Cops say it's "Okay", my tint smoke gray
It's no way nigga leave without handing me my shit
Got
And swing by four-ten, beef patty, cornbread
In the concrete jungle, where my home is (no way)
All get focused, all range of toast is
The nickname, Mr
the morning
To be out walking down that road!
Just feeling another day beginning while some fools just rushing on by,
We'll be like some Mr. Independence: we're
Went a eight and a half, 29 ways
A medium search take a look at my face
You check up my hair and then you look in my eyes
Cause all I'm here to do
that way
It's gotta be that way
Now we can't judge what we've got
By the people living next door
Even though Mr. Jones makes
Ooh and he has a whole lot
high and lonesome sound
Of my husband coming for
To bring me home to Hadestown
Way down Hadestown
Way down under the ground
Down there, it's
"Second floor, hardware, children's wear, ladies lingerie
Oh, good morning Mr. Tyler, going down?"
Yeah
Workin' like a dog for the boss man
ought to be a bringing up your little girl this way
It was signed by the secretary Harper Valley P.T.A."
Well, it happened that the P.T.A.
Was gonna
at all
Come a long, long way from Rankin, Texas
And the day when my daddy played
People would come from miles around
Bring the food and just stay and stay
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