And I'll make you feel the pain of where she lies 'Cause this is a new day for broken hands and breaking backs This is a new day for lovers' hands and
stuck up there for they man Know when I need her she got a big booty like the cute girl Anita We could get together like it's New Years Eve Met a lot
't talkin shit I'ma see ya when you make a mill When you make a mill When ya make a mill, I'ma see ya Respected by gee's cos I never tried to be one
] and yesterday I told her she a muthaf-cker, and how her new haircut is so becoming of her, oh thats your girl, well Imma make a women of her, never
was my junior year, Billy had a brand new car It was late, the road was wet I guess the curve was just too sharp I walked away without a scratch they
Your baby girl's straight down with a hustler Never gave the time of day to a buster I'm all about pimpin and I love to mack Can't stand a silly nigga
train Cos' I'm heading your way You're my number 1 That's all a new born son Won't you be my king (Won't you be my king) Cos' I know you care Did a dance
get a flat, I know I can't afford it It's just the bureaucrats that won't give me a mortgage Well it's very funny cos I got your f***in' money And I
Loving me is as easy as pie (Aii) I'm just a love machine, feeding my fantasy Give me a kiss or three and I'm fine I need a squeeze a day, 'stead of
me, Afraid for my cross, getting dump for the day and I'm getting weak, Cause I'm new, I'm that boy that starts it. They chase dreams together like a
to relax, but being spaced it inspires me back, When will I be nice, to Katie Price, The day I see a cage fighter in drag, ah, I don't want a tomorrow
LB from the new latin lingo Nowadays you nothin' without a hit single Time to get loco an' put bodies in motion Hit the stage in a rage an' start up
just a groupie (She just a groupie) She was just a groupie She was just a groupie (All she wanted was Snoopy) She was just a groupie (Just a groupie)
a 4.6 RANGE ROVE at 21 i had a all white BENTLEY, 25 I bought a black LAMBO Goin 80 on the freeway, 100 on a bad day, CRUISIN' on a good day I Can say
let me know Baby where we are I've asked myself a thousand times Or more Girl, if we don't communicate then What is loving for? 'cos I thought what
a herb head spun around I see yellow and green, it's a beautiful thing The sky's blue, 'cos the sun hit the water like "bing" A reflection (
, in her new whip so fly Wish she could sing me a lullaby, to scoop her I've got to try In her eyes, there's a flame that burns right through my soul
not that BG poppin all that junk about "I'll fuck you up", he sound like a punk I been there and done that, no inspiration All day illustration beat