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to sex ya'
Made a nigga wait so long, but it was special
Light travel faster than sound
Lightning strike one second every
Point two miles so when you first

Burnin' Up

Jessie J

Sweet Talker

2014

Jean
The way we're movin' by the end of the song
They're gonna have to pull the fire, fire alarm

Subliminal, sex
Drippin' in, sweat
I'm losing my,

tonight baby?
'Bout to roll up to this club
'Bout to step off in this club
'Bout to get bent in this club
'Bout to get wild in this club
[2x]

[Verse 1 - R.

Make the Music With Your Mouth, Biz

Biz Markie

Goin' Off/The Biz Never Sleeps

2001

Ah one two, ah one two
Ah one two, ah one two
Ah one two, ah one two
Ah one two, ah one two
I'd like to, introduce myself
My name is, ah Biz

What Means The World To You

Cam'ron

S.D.E.

2000

her
Get through wit her mess around, my girl come down
And put two in her
But I'm in a heavy case like the type that Pepsi make
Who you fake got

too, I'm in a fucked up mood
I don't even trust me, why the fuck trust you?
Three deep in your crib like a drug bust, one plus two, nigga
I'm with

Stopped by the spot, had to serve Pooh bear
He buy one, I front him one, so I left two there
In a two seater, pull up popping 2Pac
Didn't have a safe, so I

'Cause if you ain't yourself you end up by your freaking self
I'm coming rugged with the linden boule type of slang
And yo, we'll see who can hang yo

it's time, don't fight it
Piggy-back ride to the sofa, in the microwave
I got your favorite Stouffer's, lasagna, that's how much I want ya
Fuck

'm coming alive
With you and me side by side
Like we’re two of the same
And it's like, like, like
I'm looking at life through your wonderful eyes
I'm feeling

Burnin' Up

Jessie J

Sweet Talker

2014

Jean
The way we're movin' by the end of the song
They're gonna have to pull the fire, fire alarm

Subliminal, sex
Drippin' in, sweat
I'm losing my,

Mamacita

OutKast

Aquemini

1998

it's time, don't fight it
Piggy-back ride to the sofa, in the microwave
I got your favorite Stouffer's, lasagna, that's how much I want ya
Fuck

the packet man
Yeah he's the packet man
Yeah he's the packet man

OK, I want these two boxes of three
And give my blondy here, and that one that says orgy

Michael
Ye
My brother Michael
Everybody hands up for Michael
Jackson!

You know, hah, now these two clowns
Want to earn more money
And they opened suitcase

"Ayo! Can we get a pic?" I said no
And they said "Oh! It's Wolf Gang, "Yonkers"
Goblin is my shit though"
Now I'm like, "fuck
I don't want to be

money, I swallow four diamonds
Forget it, I ain't speakin' on business, you got your ho 'round
Still posted by the Chinese store, they think my head gon'

Sex Style

Kool Keith

Sex Style

1997

my dog lick you German Shepard want to bust off 

I tell your legs and swat em, MC's having anal sex 

Step around like a Tampax, and step up next

(2 Chainz)
No help, that's all me, all me for real

Money on my mind, you should think the same
J's on, pinky ring, dogging these hoes, I need

want make love to my #1 fan
to keep it real i'll be your #1 man

will it be you oo oo, is it you oo oo
will it be you oo oo, is it you oo oo

i want

throw the blower in his lap
Walk myself to the court like, "Man
I did that!" ain't no Black Power when your
Baby killed by a coward
I can't even keep

Unicorn Purp

Future

FUTURE HNDRXX PRESENTS: THE WIZRD

2019

want some Runtz (some Runtz)
454 on the freeway, feel like my C-Day, I got me two sluts (two sluts)
I put some ice in the Patek, new Richard Millie,

something inside of me coming alive
With you and me side by side
Like we're two of the same
And it's like, like, like
I'm looking at life through your

I come through your block? 
Sheek, Funk Doc, Meth on top 
Porsche, 300 horse fly by, back open pumpin How High (How High) 
Yeah, can y'all see that

I don't need nobody, I don't want nobody
I don't care about nobody
They don't care about me
I don't need nobody, I don't want nobody
I don't care