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My drinking is killing me My drinking is killing me My drinking is killing me My drinking is killing me My drinking is killing me My drinking is killing
ll put you on that highway to heaven. Matter of fact pussy you'll get your own lame. With no speed limits so you'll get there in a minute. It's Dedication 3
You say you kinda freaky Well I'm here waitin for you Why you wanna tease me Over talkin it I know you want me Cuz you talk a good game yea I'm sittin
I can tell that you're feelin' me And from the corner of my eye, I see you checkin' me But boy you better take it slow 'Cause you can't pass go, 'til
money we the greatest add another check to my checkin and savins and afour fs to the weezy f baby nah im weezy fuckin fuckin fuckin fuckin fuckin baby Dedication 3
What is it that I haven't done yet ahhh Grammys, ahhh emi, ha angelina jolie, katie holmes, martha stewart, oprah winfrey mama blanco (laughs), sarah
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
I don?t want to spend the rest of my life Starin' at a man, looking down a line What?s he say? Not my style Just a stylized version of an obsolete file
Time will pack a bag on you, my love Organize, re-organize your luck Pretty face, a pretty smile A pretty shame, you can't defile The message you have
I know how the good wind blows and it gives me my time Don't let them drag your hatred off the line I know how the anger goes so I bury mine You know
Well, here we are again Throwing punchlines, no one wins As the morning sun begins to rise We're fading fast and we won't work this out No, we're not
Ain't no mountain high Ain't no valley low Ain't no river wide enough baby If you need me call me No matter where you are, no matter how far Don't worry
You like? Don't be scared, come closer You never saw me like this before, huh? Look I've been a goody, daddy but I don't have to be If you don't want
[Chorus:] Dough is what I got, lil mama Dough is what I got, pretty lady Dough is what I got, shortie Dough is what I got, baby C'mon, I'm paid [x4] [
luv [x2] My baby Dats my baby Have his baby some day N yes its been hard So hard Oooooo N dats my baby I luv him I luv him yawl [verse 3:] I think about
I believe I'm gonna Shut down my chakras, shift Shiva offa my shelf Take down my tie dyes, my Tibetan bells Cool down my carma with a can of O.P.T.
Martin Luther King died for his love! Kennedy died talking about something he couldn't even understand, some kind of generalized love, and he never even