just talk about it While they just talk about it Don't wanna talk about it Don't wanna talk about it Don't give it up Don't count on their loving Don
Don't wanna talk about it Don't wanna talk about it Don't give it up Don't count on their loving Don't give it up, don't try Don't give it up Don't count
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there Don't wanna talk about it Don't wanna talk about it Don't give it up Don't count on their loving Don't give it up, don't try Don't give it up Don
don't, I don't, I don't, I don't I don't be recognizin all that new jack shit Yo we don't play, we don't play that shit youknowhatI'msayin? (Please
', talking about the mothership Throwin' off my publicist and start talking about the Hebrew covenant While I'm still thuggin' it, I keep it real, that's why they lovin' it
I get bewildered and it throws a nigga like me off beat But I'm back on it Because we last forever, sound good, don't it? Rattling in your trunks like
I culture power-tuggin' boys who be drunk, buggin' Lovin' loud noise from toys, club thuggin', huggin' Sweet chocolate deluxe, rugged, sexy buttercup That don't give a fuck about
I know it sounds crazy but it?s real homeboy I show you how Callin on the real niggas you know in town Talking about meet me at the club I know ya style
don't respect yourself Don't expect respect from anyone else Don't expect un hombre to support you with wealth Go to college and be successful, do it
was red line district rated Designated ghetto like the yellow star of David And you wonder why people don't own they homes 'Cause the racist bank wouldn't
right at the source like the roman Legion and and it stabbed Christ on the cross this is about you tho, it ain't about Jesus and you shouldn't fucking talk about
know what your mama don't tell you I know what your daddy don't tell you No use they can't prepare you for this type of audio addiction I know what the
if we don't understand it. * In attempts to moderate they ask why we don't write love songs. What is it that we sing then? Our love of life is total
red line district rated (uhh) Designated ghetto like the yellow star of David And you wonder why, people don't own they homes (why?) Cause the racist bank wouldn't
fooled me, I'm the shit, When these dudes talk, they talkin' bull me. [Verse 2] Alright, I'm down with the black girls of every single culture, Fillipino
