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me but the time flew by
I'll put my dawgs on you
All they know is bite
Hot tamale talk, dawg, all I know is spice
Wasn't shit free in life till
I

This bitch is always wasting my time
Aye
Like I don't got hoes up on my line,
Aye
And you fine mama, but can't be by your side
That don't mean we

What's Inside a Girl?

The Cramps

A Date With Elvis [Bonus Tracks]

1986

Cramps 
What's Inside A Girl? 

Whoa...there's some things baby I just can't swallow.
Mama told me that girls are hollow.
Uh-uh...What's

so we could go get a job
Look at every one of your cousins, oh a ham-de-lala
Surrounded by a bunch of doctors, I look sicker than y'all
So take it

What is a memory if this existence fades?
What is a melody if they're all the same?

This is my world
I can cry if I want to
Don't touch my girl
You

tuned we'll be right back (right back)

I been whipping in the kitchen with the spice rack (Mmmm)

It's really like that

Oh yeah it's like that!


I

Headband

B.o.B

Head Band

2013

give your girl a slight tan
I make that pussy whistle like the Old Spice man
I don't even understand, why she'd ever want a man
If she ever throw it,

everyone was trying to become the next Spice Girls or Backstreet Boys. I got rejected over and over. The funny part about being rejected as a teenager is

Mama right by the asphalt

I do not mess with the drama that's why I'm distant
Mama said think of the family she keep insisting
Family always matters

you T-O-X-I-C, you toxic
Girl you T-O-X-I-C, you toxic
Yeah you toxic little mama
That sex it come with hella drama
I ain't talking bout the DJ either

a munch like Ice Spice
I'm with this black girl, she feelin' like that girl
She thinkin' I'm her world, in the bed she a good girl
Grr, wake up, she a munch

me what you got for me
Brandy is fine, and finer than wine
Mama's tequila she come with the spice
Can mix her, or keep her on marble or ice
All

the hassle, I kill it, I been Osama
You can't meet my brother, you might find him laid up with your mama
I'm just doing right by you, I took my notes from Rack

mama
I'm just doing right by you, I took my notes from 'Rack Obama
Guap, guap, guap
Nah, it don't stop, stop, stop
I'm on the clock, clock, clock
She

in school world sucked 
Shit we lost time mama

VERSE 2

Licking shawty toes 
Pose another one lady 
Ready for the call 
But i better stop breathing

niggas lackin' all the spice

Crossin' over railroad tracks, holdin' onto mama's hand
Walkin' through different ghettos, watchin' for any man
Mama knows we

don't want it
But by midnight you be stayin' wit' me, layin' with' me
She playin' games, but I got the cheat codes
And with a girl who fine like mine,

the iPhone, android stay on my phone
Peng black girls got to show them what’s life
Peng black girls want something with spice
Ou and they Want something precise

my call
Lost their girl like they fumbled the ball
Flashing lights, I be blinded by all
Stand on my money, I'm feelin real tall (ay)
Hid from the opps

Girl you got that Thing I Like
Why just won’t you Swing on By
And I get Bread 
What you want that Wheat or Rye? 
My Libido Right 
Ima take my Sweet

and pepper
Forget about the spice
I got enough seasoning
To spice up your life
Getting white girl
Wasted spilling all the hennessy
First time drunk like are

offering shit
We ain't offering shit
Better come up off it
Better come up off it

Don't be fooled by silence & light curls
Just know a nice girl can turn

kiss my ass politely, talk my shit bitch you might have to endict me 

Apologise to mama for the weed that i smoke 

Yea i know you think it’s fucking

Girl your body bad
Why your body so nice
Girl you know you fine
My Caribbean spice
Anyhow you like
Make you do me tonight
Hey pretty girl just whine
Push