Lyrics:
thinking 'bout
Them hometown boys, riding 'round
Making all that noise, be there in five
In a 4x4, settling down
With them girls next door
Still wild
denial, I'm bangin' niggas for slot time
Hurry up, duke, I'm next on line
And what the fuck is you lookin' at?
By the way young blood, hit me off with
My ba-by kissed me good-night, and I am glad to relate
That by the time I got home, I was feeling great
I climbed up the door and o-pened
getting ready to leave
When somebody grabbed old Jim by the sleeve
And this good looking girl was asking my buddy to dance
I said Jim don't do it
now
You are not needed now
Well, Allison laid a hex on me
And every time I turn around
It's swimming through the air above my bed
I told Miss
to Miss Mousie's door, M-hm, M-hm,
He rode up to Miss Mousie's door,
Where he'd often been before, M-hm, M-hm.
He said, "Miss Mouse, are you within?"
and I
Know you see a bad guy
Try to front on us, man
You better ask them last guys
Suicide doors pull up when we ride by
Goon niggas hop up with guns fuck
style is ass-out like the Bulls are next year (you're gone)
Fear this veneer, you gets none like virgins
Who that cat splurging instead of rehearsing?
I see one of them little fuckers come at me
I'll pick it up by its legs and drop it and kick it
"Marshall, you're wicked, face it, you are addicted"
to wonder
Should I produce or should I tour this summer
Well just that second I heard stay where you are
Before I could stop I was hit by a cop car
I laid
right by your side just forget time and space
You'll see it doesn't matter near or far
Right next door or to the stars
My heart's already where you are
to interrupt their game
But I went and did it anyway
I dropped my red bowling ball
Through the glass of his machine
I said "Are you quick enough to hit
a cheeseburger!
She says "That's not what I'm hungry for"
I put my head in my hands and screamed,
I don't know who you are anymore!
The voice on the speaker says
To keep you satisfied
Love that does exist, is the love i cant resist
So jam by my side
We jammin'
and we're jammin' in the name of the lord
we're
You see my artsy hate, Jellysickle dripping on ya
But these guys bars be fake, yeah these fists will hit them stronger
Really fly stars we make
Hello
I'm the guy who sits next to you
And reads the newspaper over your shoulder
Wait
Don't turn the page
I'm not finished
Life is so
You are kind to forgive
It’s the Gospel that’s better
Than all my regret
Oh how I forget
You’re the treasure I wanted
You’re the treasure I
the next millennium
What world are we really in, amphibians moved to the Caribbean
Underwater force, placed under the court of law
Usually sport Warlaw, my
speaks to me, it goes
'Tick-tock, tick-tock, tick-tock'
Ah-huh
The kitty said
'I don't know what you guys do
But I been workin' so hard, lately
of both of our voices simply disappear?
Well, I miss you now
He laughs
He has an attitude so I have an attitude, too
He knocks on the door next
The rain poured down the wind swept avenue
On another dark wet December afternoon
All my cherished memories are of you
All my warmth and comfort
were on the full clip
Party over here
Party next door
Party on the dance floor
Ladies everywhere
Cush in the air
She don't even smoke like that
the auditions, uh, first up, Mr. John Travolta.
(Jimmy Fallon as John Travolta)
She's like, I swear to God, I mean I can't believe you guys are trying to sell
on the full clip
Party over here
Party next door
Party on the dance floor
Ladies everywhere
Cush in the air
She don't even smoke like that
Got afraid to back
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