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Bugatti never when I'm rich, just god fearing
Look at me steering, got the bossing staring
Mr Mike Caren, tell his Billie Jeans
I'm on another
When it comes to being true, at least true to me
One thing I found, one thing I found
Oh no you never let me down
Get up, I get down
Get up, I
the mountains, in the valley
Yes I know my God is there
Oh, in time I look above me
See the stars that fill the sky
How could there be any question
Only God can
Jimmy's Buffet!
Gonzo: Oh, No No No No/ That's Jimmy Buffett. He's Recording in there.
Come on let's go say hello.
Rizzo: No thanks, I saw a sign down
And I look around and all I see
Is your happiness embracing me
Oh Lord, I'd be lost
But for the grace of God
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, I look around
But the devil he can talk real loud (Yeah)
And my on decision I'm not proud (No)
But by the grace of God I'm here right now
Healthy and getting
But one little boy who sat by himself
Was reading a letter he had
You could plainly tell by the look on his face
That the contents of it made him sad
Oh my love, my darling
I've hungered for your touch
A long lonely time
Time goes by so slowly
And time can do so much
Are you still mine
I
Oh my love, my darling
I've hungered for your touch
A long lonely time
And time goes by so slowly
And time can do so much
Are you still mine
I need
[Featuring Mac]
[Master P]
Dear Mr. President i live in the hood
Where people live bad
But say its all good
And my homies
"Scalpel"
"Here"
"Sponge"
"Here"
"Wait he's convulsing!" "Ah"
"He's convulsing!"
"Oh my" "We're gonna have to shock him!"
"Oh my God!" "We're
of a day
Then while looking through the evening papers
I ran across some torturing news
Mr and Mrs O'Grady now have a new baby
Oh it's been one heck
Toby, one for the gentleman!
Hear the birdies cheeping
Helps to keep it cheery
Toby!
Throw the old woman out!
God, that's good!
What's your
Excuse me Mr.
Just take a look around
Oh Mr. just look up
And you will, you will see it comin' down
Excuse me Mr.
But I'm a, I'm a mister too
and famous
(You want a piece of me)
I'm Mrs. Oh my God that Britney's shameless!
(You want a piece of me)
I'm Mrs. Extra! Extra! This just in
(You want
Chanel)
Wanna spend it all on you, baby (Lil' Twist, Lil' Chuckee)
My room is the G-spot (and young Lloyd, ayy)
Call me Mr. Flintstone I can make your
fear nothin'
Only God, no man
It go down in the city of God
Somethin' y'all don't understand
Oh, yeah, 'member livin' like shit
I was gettin'
only
Know that if you do, beautiful heaven awaits
That's the poem I wrote for the first time
I saw a man with no clothes, no money, no plate
Mr
It's 2021 and I'm almost famous
You never really cared about that
Local God
You'll live forever as a local God
It's even better than the thing
go out like the last bitch!
Heh, five-oh's on my ass main
They know me by the face, but they don't know my last name
Now I'm back on the case
the Gull Reef Club Bordered on hand to hand combat / Henny You beat the odds, water Gods now it's time for "shalom" Hey Mr. Paperman, I think it's time
oh
Play no games (no)
Freaky (freaky)
I can learn a lot from you, gotta come teach me (woo, woo)
You a lil' hot girl, you a lil' sweetie (no,
believe you had me living in your fantasy
Mr. Pretender
I was tryin to satisfy ya, deify ya
You do what you think is right you be the God you bow to
I
colors show the glory
Of the Master Artist's plan
Built by god for those who love Him
Those who trust the great "I am"
Those who trust the great "I am"
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