It's a shame, yeah, it's a shame, it's a shame The flame of love is about to die, somebody fan the fire The flame of love is about to die, somebody fan
I was handed down the looks of a man with a broken nose That's the way our family was, I suppose But at least you gave me deeply profound As we lay and
Gimmie a little more than candy. Yoooo that was the corus and here comes the rap so everybody pot your hands together and clap. You rememebr the good
Started out today, jello in the sand Went out of my way not to understand Walked into a tree, don't you look at me See, I'm not myself, phony mystery
Bert (writing a letter with a pencil): "Dear Mister Rogers, I wish you would send me ..." Ernie (entering): Boy, it's a hot one today, Bert! (Bert doesn
And so it is Just like you said, it would be Life goes easy on me Most of the time And so it is, he has The shorter story No love, no glory No hero in
I cannot describe it Its like making love To my #1 fan i wanna make love to my #1 fan to keep it real i'll be her #1 man will it be you oo oo, is
[Tyga] I'm on it, I'm on it I'm on it, I'm on it If we talkin' bout money bitch [Tyga - Verse 1] Snap back chiller gold chain nigga snaps no tigger,
Yea, It Go. Its What They Wanted Right? Verse 1: Black Shades, Dark Tent Yo Girl, Nxgga I Get It In Stick Shiftin, Switchin And Burnin Out In the Benz
[Chorus: K-Mac] Ballin Like A Bitch, You Can't Tell Me Nothin' Cause I'm Ballin Like Bitch (Uh-Uh-Huh) Filthy Ass Rich Swimming In This Money Cause I'
[Verse: Chris Brown] All that bullshit's for the birds You ain't nothin but a vulture Always hopin for the worst Waiting for me to fuck up up You'll regret
[Intro:] Yea (On Tonight) It's Like I Can't Let You Go (On Tonight) But I Got To (On Tonight) I'm a Change It Up A Lil Bit, I'm a Do It Like This [Verse
[Tyga:] Haha you know alot of girls say alot of things to me saying they this and that but I ain't listening cause I'm on sum g shit young money Uh I
[Intro:] Haha, My Lil Drop Top Girl [Verse 1: Tyga] Sweet Lil Something, Turbo Button Four Fifty Eight, Engine Running Her Legs So Sunny, I'm So Young
[Verse 1 - Chris Brown] Uh, Boom, Boom We ballin' in the room Sweepin' up my competition call me Mr. broom Knockin' niggas over, call me bulldozer One
Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh Uh huh oh oh oh oh oh Verse 1- Chris Brown N-n-now whatchu ladies trynna get in extra large magnums the only
[Chorus:] Look I'm so raw Turn da oven on Cheff papa johns I get the parmesan [Verse 1:] She want ah yellow nigga Corn on the cobb Indian giver Slobb
[Chris Brown - Verse 1] Lil mama what you doin ? wassup? Cause I aint gotta work this weekend Lets get up, up, up, up And I jus wanna dance and play a