know you'll like it And in the morning we'll pretend we never met Delicious is this energy Between you and you and me Well I think I like You and
You must be huffin', f-ck the ballsack if you taint skank take you on a date You mistake me for a gentleman, your 2000 and late man,and Will-I-aint I
the unholy, we all role weed, thick as jamaican rollies, Until the lords scold me, and told me, you'll be my next moses, Go sake the hopeless and homeless
you, I want you I want you, I want you I want you, I want you I want you, I want you I want you, I want you I want you, I want you I want you, I want
that's when the stop And that has been the account of the evenings events Reporting to you live by me the fresh prince I'm the latest that you heard so you
be exact Where how you wear yo' hat made you prone to attack Made you, made you, made you go and get a strap And keep you bustin 'til your enemies was
nothing on women so I spread love on the rhythm, And get you out your seat quicker than corrupt politicians, And I'm on the brink, man it makes me stop and
, Raps flaks and similies, acts to hack into me They try bring me down like a Mac had backed into me Back your car into me, fact you can't injure me We
Well, I had to move fast And I couldn't with you around my neck I said I'd send for you and I did What did you expect? My hands are sweating And we haven
line, yeah, I'll hang you out to dry But you drag it around You got a bone in front of your face And you're dragging me down I feel for you when I feel
window "Uh, uh, I've seen you before, I've been you and more I was the one bearing the pitcher of water I rent the large upper room, furnished with
like me I fuck bad broads live large and drive V's Some say I'm cocky and rude, I might be But nigga fuck you, you ain't got to like me I'm at the bar
What's the word? You got something for me I'ma see you in 2 seconds Right, yo pull my Rover on the side Right there man police coming man Heard me Yo
his swing, and steps away from his ball, and whispers something too his caddy, Mr. Skipijankings. Skipijankings: Wha? What do you mean you got to take
And we have a lot of work to do Me and you and you and you Out of the morning and into the storm Brothers and sisters are in my arms I am part of a
, and the rails, and the tracks and the tacks, and the black and the bats, and the shrivelled shrill lights trip and laugh over the weeds and the blossoms, and throats open shut and
for the disenfranchised few Woke up later wearing someone else's shoes Pardon me don't think it's a dig But the colour don't suit you being Mr. Big You maybe next 'cos you
