Lyrics:
Lookhowyalike,
Now don't you know we're gettin' busy, it can't be corrected,
??? had to be deaf
I say whatIlike,
Like I said, sometimes we bite,
Even though
like my fairy was sick
It's like I meet the perfect girl,
and she put me through some various shit
It's something that I can rarely predict
All I know
shockansorber
Simon, she's fine, day, yeah, she's my can-day
Baby, you should back that bumper up my way
I can hit it all night, and I'll hit it all day
Reginald, too
They will recommend it to you
Have a little Coca-Cola
It's the very best I think
It isn't alcoholic but you can have a frolic
If you take enough
COMMENTATOR:
Williams now looking for position on the black. That pink might cause some difficulty later on. He may have to let that ball run here.
Ooh, its
the stash
Stacking up the cash
Fast when it comes to the gas
By no means average
She's on when she's got to have it
Baby, you're a perfect ten, I wanna
old marker
I feel like I'm Travis Barker
Shooting webs of lies like I'm Peter Parker
Blunt smoke
We don't heed your master
Asshole energy
Crazy white
[Intro: Pharrell Williams]
I said think about your future
You can't do that tomorrow
But you don't hear a word, you see that SLR
[Lupe Fiasco]
O'
Like blue jeans at the state fair
I might cut you off straight mid-sentence
She love the way that I'm quick with it
We have sex and I'm quick with it
appointed by the state
Oh, Utah justice can be had
But not for a union man
And Joe was warned by summer early morn
That there'd be one less singer in
That the celestial bodies
Have in them certain other
Influences besides heat
And light i have practiced astrology
And you have not if I do not condemn it
Kenny: Kenny West, teeth Crest
Came up from the gutter
Never fooled by Fabio
I can't believe it's not butter
Bruno: Low in cholesterol, yeah
Kenny: Don't
race, it's Apocalypto
The industry's a target, I suggest these labels get low
On top of that, this track is cracked like burnt brillo (damn)
Consider me
door
And I don't want my business on 'The Wendy Williams Show')
I can tell that you're losing patience looking at your face
So get up out this club
yea she tried to do O'Neal,
and what about Ep-Do, she can't phase me,
talking that shit about she might have my ba-by,
bitch it ain't mine, I only
I can't see through the haze of the hazy
It's the little things that drive a man crazy
You know what I mean I know why he did it
Too slow
the special ladies)
Love that you like it
Love that you like it (yeah yeah)
Good love, you a sexy thing (shout to will.i.am)
And all I'm sayin' is you
the special ladies)
Love that you like it
Love that you like it (yeah yeah)
Good love, you a sexy thing (shout to will.i.am)
And all I'm sayin' is you
know you got me crazy
And craving and screaming that I wanna have your baby
Post it all up in this bed, all up in my legs
Pulled in like thy Mercedes
Oh
Can you last another week? Does the cistern still leak?
Or have you found a man to mend it?
Oh, and by the way, how's your broken heart?
Is that
Gay ugly and hard to understand
I thought that people could handle it
But they- but they can’t
I don't want to let you have it
I don't want to let you
bum
Travis Barker on that ass cheek
And I'm a hit it hard like an athlete
I told her that I don't even know her
She told me that I gave it to her last
Zoo Keeper Gucci
All the birds I keep
I'm sellin work so cheap
Number can't be beat
They call me Hosea Williams all
The cliques I feed
And your brother
with revolvers
I go gung ho with that drum roll like I'm Travis Barker
"Last offer", hear the Devil talkin' to me often
Fuck a coffin, when I die just
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