Lyrics:
you want it (oh, oh, yeah yeah)
I know you want it
But you're a good girl (hey)
The way you grab me
Must wanna get nasty (hey, hey, hey)
Go ahead,
try to diss, your butt is on a meat hook
Want some of me? You're on a mission
Bad move, you end up missin
Let's get it straight for the '89 tip
hear a thing
I have got no service
In the club, you say, say?
Wha-wha-what did you say, huh?
You're breaking up on me
Sorry, I cannot hear you, I'm kind
I will succeed, and you will see
There is no retreat! Listen to me
You're just being used as a toy
For his own goal!
There's another option, you see
[Chorus]
Taxi Driver
Won't stop for me
Whenever I flag him down
He won't stop for me
In a London city and in a New York
There are no go areas after
is Earth, but it don't feel homey (ah)
Is there bad bitches on Mars? David Bowie (David Bowie)
Wholly unholy, holy moly, behold me, you know me
I make
This whole world is fake, it's as real as you make it
I'm a star like David
Where'd you keep the bonsam? Don't misplace it
Let me bless it, let me
you follow HIS leading
You will find you your maxima
Take the Bible and read it
Understand you're no animal
Say this with me and mean it
Come to him
Down to the letter
But you like the way
I hold the microphone
Sometimes I good but
When I'm bad I'm even badder
Don't give me no lip
I've got
Down to the letter
But you like the way
I hold the microphone
Sometimes I good but
When I'm bad I'm even badder
Don't give me no lip
I've got
gaggin'
Who gives a fuck if you're platinum?
If you're lyin' in a wooden casket
For good, now that's Hood...
[Chorus]
Yo, every knee shall bow, every
always bless me with your favor
There ain't nothing you won't do for me
As long as you're by my side
I won't worry, I won't fear nor doubt
And no matter
I will look to the lifter of my head
For there's no other help I know
My strength comes from You
Jesus, see me through for you're the lifter
Of my
still infinite
So asking if I care if I offend is
Like asking Master P to find a limit
1% ain't got no love for y'all
And David Rockefeller's death
Won't
box should've been a armored truck
Everything good, feeling marvelous
Came to the city, that you honored us
You don't talk me a game, no game homie
Get
never check me
I rock no brand bible in my hand by the son of man
Here I come again, got my angels with me
Don't forget when you used whip me
Wings on my
this life without you
How could I ever live this life without you, Lord
Aye, God, it ain't no way, it ain't no way
Verse: Who? Me, tryna be like David
I can almost taste it
This shit makes no sense to me
What does it all mean?
I can almost taste it
I can almost see it
This shit makes no sense
Suggestion, (ah, excuse me Mr. Crump can we ask you some questions)
Don't ask me no questions
[Chorus: x2]
Now shortly, it be that portly MC from
score
And with each new play, you're aiming for more
From the cut to the deal, and the pegging to the crib
Cribbage is a game that you'll never beat me in
night
And I come here to training
And when I leave tonight
Ecoute, mon spectacle est fini some of you
Will stand by me for ever but some of you
May-be
me if you're ready
Let's sip champenge in my jacuzzi at the telly
Step in the club like it ain't no thang
Sittin' at the bar while I sip on dranks
You're lookin' good shorty, good, sure 'nuff good enough for me
You're lookin' good shorty, good, sure 'nuff good enough for me
You're lookin' good
not good enough
You came out of that fire stronger than when you walked in
And you showed me how to fight for what I want, for what I believe in
You've
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