Lyrics:
to antoin my private chef
First we'll eat crab legs, by candlelight
Then sip wine by the fire for the rest of the night
And if the time is right, I'll ask you
for cute little divos
Or rich city guys, who just want to enjoy (uh)
By having a very good time
And behave very bad in the arms of a boy
There's
the neighbors say they seen you and your little friends
Over there by Food for Less and they was preaching to you
Over there telling you about the good book
should call you sugar
You so sweet (so sweet, girl)
'Cause baby you the sweetest, sweetest, sweetest (I know)
Oh, you look so good (yeah)
And you
And left by destiny
So for my hearts sake tell Cupid wait
Don't point that thing at me
A boy and girl
That's where it starts
And then oh cupid, well
no it is pure pappy show well their the
Best ina the business
[Chorus]
For centuries and centuries man has used the herb for leisure
The brighter the rainbow, the badder the weather
The good with the bad, but the badder the better
Bring my sand to the beach, nigga, and to the desert
We fell
me
This I know baby
Girl, I ain't gonna let it sweat me, baby
I come up hard, but now I'm cool
I didn't make it sugar, playin' by the rules
I come
(Ooh, y'all look good)
(Oh my God, y'all look good)
(Ooh, adjust your crown)
(Ooh, adjust your crown, adjust your crown)
Big booty girls (ooh,
Andrew Lloyd Webber is doing the lights
It's twice a night for twenty-five nights
One more litle line, then everyone back to mine
Jesus in Vegas, taking
All he got to do is deliver the savior
Right on Bergen St. from bad luck to good luck
My cup runneth over, pass it down, guzzle up
The time has
for that pistol
But at least they had some bad bitches workin' in that shit hole ah!
Three visits later, I went and did it major
So fuck the judge,
Dolla $ign dA got that dope
Ain't none of my business baby
What your past is i don't wanna' know
Girl you don't hear me askin'
No, it don't matter
been a good day, but tonight, we goin' bad
Whole squad causing terror shoutout Joey Crack
This a different lifestyle, how long can you last?
She wanna
voice had to say
You ain't been a good man
You ain't been a bad man
But you've been pretty bad
Lucky for you, this ain't you're time
Someone very
of Hearts
Backstage the girls were playin' five-card stud by the stairs
Lily had two queens, she was hopin' for a third to match her pair
Outside
saying but the pussy is good.
[Soopafly]
Yeah it is nice. Heh heh heh.
I said I said
(Chorus)
I said it might sound crazy but I'm so in
Good Morning, boys and girls
I'm your substitute teacher
My name is Mr. Buckworth
The topic for today is
What you would like to be when you grow
it good
I'm the wolf where is Little Red-a Riding Hood?
Now if you see a itty bitty piggy in the market
Give that bitch a quarter and the car,
Yeah
Cut it up, gimme a light
Yeah, and by the way, nigga
It's Young Mula
First Lady
Uh, yo, yo
Let us begin with a bad lil' specimen
Hey, girl I see you over there
Looking sexy tonight
And I can tell by the way you look,
Baby girl that something ain't right
You look too good
trouble to me
Opposites attract, I guess this is that
Good girl, bad guy, what a perfect match
And if we fuck you gon' wanna play bed ties
When we
of what he is about
And being I'm about my business, not mingling much
Running my mouth, that shit kept lingering
But no dummy, that's the shit I'm
Demand to be buried like Eva Peron
It's quite a sunset
And good for the country in a roundabout way
We've made the front page of all the world's papers
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