Lyrics:
Hey! Is this thing on?
I saw him dancing there
By the record machine
I knew he must have
Been about seventeen
The beat was going strong
your favorite car with the missing top
Around my way where we used to park
And did all those things to steal your heart
It's been about a year now
up for downtown prowl, seeking an escapologist
When one thing leads to another, leads to another, and and away we go, yeah
Take this rib; this Adam's
not now but when I go, yea
I know you don't see me like a movie star
And it can't help much that I don't have no car
But you're my favorite thing
you are my yellow sundae
My favorite color
My favorite day
May you be that someone
That I can rely on
When times get tougher
When days get rougher
being attacked by bees (bzz)
In the coupe, leaning back my seat (what?)
Bumpin' R. Kelly's favorite group (uh), the black guy (guy) pees (haha, pees)
never seen a more beautiful day
It's my favorite time of year
The colors are changing, she's rearranging
And I'm so glad to be here
I've been up
[Blueprint]
My favorite things include hip-hop crowds that ain't biased
Seein heads participate in real rhyme cyphers
Open mics with nobody
Yolanda
Adams apple my forbidden fruit
Ran into Eve in the evening
So pure yet deceiving
Not sure if you'd believe me
If I told you how I really felt
Come
the back of the Chevy Wagon
That's how we represent it though
Birthplace of Chevrolet '64, yeah I love showing it out
First things first my nig', you
That make me glad
I don't like things
That make me sad
Life is lived
And time goes by
The stars still shine
Up in the sky
I love my man
He's
Let's chalk it up to just one more bad memory we have.
Friendship's the one thing that keeps love from driving us mad.
So cry on my shoulder, we're
and drinking
But I don't mind 'cause I got you by my side
With my old sweat shirt and your favorite pair of jeans
Barefoot on the couch, curled up next
You ain't boutta do a damn thing
Nah boy you ain't boutta do shit
I'm from the city of eses and crips
I got a bitch that will swallow my kids
Give me
one. This is my son's favorite. Do you know this one?
Oh, I do indeed, it's a lovely thing
Come they told me pa-rum-pum-pum-pum
A newborn king
the simple things
You had your light, I had my wings
You were the brightest star in the black night
My fluorescent girl in the city light
How long, my
cinema was my morphine
Surrounded by more fiends, I could describe the sight enforcin'
Crazy 88 vs The Bride, my house was fortified
Single mother's
the hoochie like my main man Luke
Control the mic like Denzel on the girls
Wack MCs be on the nuts like Rocket J. Squirrel
The worst thing in the world is
Let me tell you 'bout a girl I know
She's my baby and she lives next door
Every morning 'fore the sun comes up
She brings my coffee in my favorite
Three little birds, sat on my window.
And they told me I don't need to worry.
Summer came like cinnamon
So sweet,
Little girls double-dutch
to go up to my room
And think about it for a little while"
This game's been played for centuries
Ever since Adam fell for Eve
The sooner you'll learn,
finally see your flesh corrupted
It`s the small humiliations that your memory piles up
This is hell, this is hell, this is hell.
"My Favorite Things
is you and I
Some things just, some things just make sense
And even after all this time
I'm into you
Baby, not a day goes by that I'm not into
is you and I
Some things just, some things just make sense
And even after all this time
I'm into you
Baby, not a day goes by that I'm not into
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