Lyrics:
to the pigs to the kids
With the hazardous waste in their wine
And their eyes and their gasoline hormones
Accessories accessorising you said go
You said stay
is my Delilah
Samsung pictures, more spit scriptures
Shorties hold liquor, flows get richer
It gets thick like my bro's little sister
Hormones got 'em
Get down with them girls
Get down you dancing fool
Dance, 'til your bones are tired
Dance, 'til you feel inspired
Dance, get your hormones fired
care as long as there's some madness!
It's a hormone war zone - boys are out for a fight;
Wenches in the trenches on a Saturday night.
Stick it
Get down with them girls
Get down you dancing fool
Dance, 'til your bones are tired
Dance, 'til you feel inspired
Dance, get your hormones fired
pink
Hell
Attract some women
Scientific formulated
Spray the conductive male hormone
Work turn the lights off
Oh baby, let's turn a page
a limb to grow
Or speed the heart or regulate
Your hunger or your sleep
The hormones are the message
They're sent from many glands
The messenger's
whisper sweet nothings
In my ear to get my hormones in gear
Now, mamma's little baby loves toast and jam
Melts in your mouth but not in your hand
Black
cracked on my iPhone
And uh, these niggas dealin' with their hormones
They actin' like bitches, they need some tampons
I'm havin' my riches, I'm sittin'
fightin' with your man
Into it - no undees, get ready to bungy, jump me
Knew you meant business, when you ripped out my aubercumby
Hormones hungry, like
is tighter then buttrape
That evolves Ballpark franks and silver duct tape
Pornos and hormones and boxes of DiGiorno
You homos is loco your prolly
open up my new bag (new bag)
Don't make me hit it off like food stamps (food stamps)
You ain't mad at me, that's hormones, bitch
Takin' beans out
vegetables
Nasty nigga, know you like it though
Freaky ass scorpio she ride me like carnivos
And I'm horny though
Sex in the morning though
Hormones got my
a good thing
You can lose the love of your life to a lifetime of love on tour
I didn't mean to be a whore but my hormones
Had me like a fiend screamin'
Ah miss, yeah duke you better hold your on to her wrist
I start roamin like car phones, and
Just can't control my hormones and
I make a move
the heart or regulate
Your hunger or your sleep
The hormones are the message
They're sent from many glands
The messenger's the Bloodmobile
[Spoken:]
inside my mind, a deadly war zone
Quakin' inside my boots as you waken my every hormone
I'll give you everything I've got 'til I'm gone
And that's
and a fiddle, you're wet
Then I push it right in
She knows I do the job
I've got her hormones fighting
It's the truth that I'm writing
I speak the truth when I'm
skin, thick and thin
I like em every shape, and all types of shades of skin
I like them big thighs, slim waist, and pretty eyes
You got my hormones
J'ai quinze ans et des poussières
Les hormones en travers
De la gorge, ça me travaille
Je suis un vrai champ de bataille
J'apprends la vie
Blood bath nuff blood Jacuzzi
Like a gangster movie
Based pon a true story we ramp we pow
Ask rorey we gangsters wid the hormones
Bad boy like Sean
a nightmare)
Horny little boys full of hormones and hate
Waging war on women 'cause they can't get a date
Stockpiling their weapons 'cause they think their
with the glass
Feelings are much more than a liquid from a cooling glass
The tears I hear are hormone-driven water from some ducts
It happens all
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