Lyrics:
for me and you
Another year with nothing to do
Another year for me and you
Another year with nothing to do"
In 1970, David Peel's second album came
tac
Dressed in all black
Killing the game
Death at a funeral
I love the way you make Me laugh
Your style the way you Rock them nails
Oooh
You
can sell a million records
On magazine front covers butt naked
Used to be a queen who was highly respected
Now when I listen to ya album, shit get
you ever think of stopping me, Bblow it out ya ass!
I'm a hustler by nature but criminal by law
Any charges set against me, chunk it up and stand tall
Originally recorded by KISS off the album Dressed To Kill, 1975
You show us everything you've got
You keep on dancin and the room gets hot
You
Motherfuckers try to grab me by the pussy
Turn around and tell 'em
You can kiss my tush-ey
Turn around and tell 'em you
Can keep on wishin'
Turn
stay the night
I'll hold you tight
All I wanna do is lay down with ya vibe
Little internet queen, uh
Little internet queen
Face that rock and her body
was in
the days when they had some serious, you know, they had some good taste, these guys. I mean, they were
playing rock'n'roll and there was heavy
tired
You wanna be this Queen B, but ya can't be
That's why you're mad at me
Killas be quiet, my niggas bring the riots
Tough talk, tough walk, shit
're the queen, you're the king
All by yourself
You always hated sports
You buzzed your hair short
Dyed it pink to piss them off
With a hand poke tattoo
Puffing Inspirado I been Smoking by the pound
I been smoking too much these days - you can catch me in the clouds
10 blunts to the face - So I ain't ever
the only one you let that grin show for
You ain't gotta spend no more, I'm a put a rock on your hand
You ain't gotta say "we just friends" no more
I
on word is bond
To my people up in Queens rock rock on word is bond
Bri-donx in the house rock rock on word is bond
Virginia's in this bitch rock rock
beautifully articulated
Demonstrated by the never faded strong facial feature
of the teacher, I am the teacher, you can check it
The styles they're
care 'bout nothing 'cept to get this album out dog
Fuck e'ry body in the world of this outlaw
Coming to you live from my home studio
In south side
is just the guy to lead a crew
Right up to your face and diss you
Everyone saw me on the last album cover
Holding a pistol something far from
and download every rhyme that I spit
You could pay homage to Rip for one dollar a clip
None of those rhymes is on the album bitch
It's a storage facility where I
and napkins get sent to mammies, is that too graphic?
Catch you in traffic, you sitting daffy like stealing candy
My ceiling's absent, my wheels are massive,
the Rox knock bitches out the box
And every place I played, I headlined
Striclty big names on the topic read mine
The q-you-double e-n
Queen of emceein
the rock and
You've got to see as freak
We're disco queens, ¿que pasa? ¿eh, que pasa?
Se habla español, sí, sí, hermano, eh
Hermano
Uno, dos, tres, cuatro,
you'll find me
(Let's rock, yeah)
This is just a appetizer
For all the advertisers
Until I re-up like Pusha T and ab-liber
(yeah) see, I'm a bad driver
Queen Latifah is giving you a piece of my mind
A rhyme spoken by a feminine teacher
Rhymes I do employ, no time for slimy toys
I'm steady and stable
just want whoever you are
I know I’d go for one looking like Kelly Rowland
Even Suzy Rock ‘cause she’s a star
And Elle Varner is fly, Frieda Pinto got me
v, you know what I mean
To t.j. swan, you know what I mean
And to scoob and scrap, you know what I mean
To rob base and e.z. rock, you know what I
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