, you didn't I won't rape all the Pussycat Dolls, Nicole, you kiddin'? I'll pee on Rihanna, see man, I'll do what I wanna Spray perfume in a sauna room, crazy gluing Madonna
Yeah, we here tonight, live on stage Quincy Jones, James Brown, Prince, Madonna And of course Kool Keith Take it away, at the Grand Auditorium Now you
Filthy and anonymous in Jackson, a dozen keys to nowhere in his hand Black madonna, won't you change his luck and find him fifty grand? 'Cause he's
for me We both could have died then and there Now you're telling me You're not nostalgic Then give me another word for it You, who are so good with words
for me We both could have died then and there Now you're telling me You're not nostalgic But give me another word for it You who are so good with words
to be broken And I'm leavin' all the namesayers chokin' On the dust that I'm kickin' up behind me It's difficult findin' words to define me The hick
be broken And I'm leavin' all the name sayers chokin' On the dust that I'm kickin' up behind me It's difficult findin' words to define me The hick hop
a drink six-oh Ferrari, then ride up in my safari Shit what a deal word up, how much it cost now Shit what the deal word up how much it cost Play your
wait for succeeding kings And I try to harmonize with songs The lonesome sparrow sings There are no kings inside the gates of Eden The motorcycle black Madonna
bother? You're a bench warmer, hatin' on the starter Watch what you say to me, get it put on ya Fucked by a chick in a skirt named Karma Word I'm a mama
chapter of my memoirs Brings me pleasant memories But is it all just talk and legends Locked in vows of secrecy The great Pharaoh, the United-States The Sphinx and Madonna
ball all night All-star shine so bright Hall of famer, about to take the game to new heights You're my number one draft pick, Madonna classic No look
, lemme school you to some shit Yo what up dud Remember that girl you said was nineteen somethin' Yeah I remember that shorty She was not nineteen Word
, snake bite, anaconda A man of honor would wanna match my persona Sometimes rhymin' I blow my own mind like Nirvana Comma and go the whole nine like Madonna
tea, and fried pork skins Can't get enough, eat still she's stuffed Goes to the bathroom, then she comes back again She thinks she looks just like Madonna