After all we've done And after all we've been through How could you leave me? She's out of my life She's out of my life, she's out of my life And I don
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s the porridge Somebody sleepin' in my bed and I swear she's foreign (ha) So I advise you not to knock, I give her the business like she just bought out all my
The KLF - Chill Out ------------------- By: Mario Moeller (moeller@mundil.cs.mu.oz.au) CHILL OUT - JAMS LP 5
past So that basically resurrected my cash flow I might rap tight as the snatch of a fat dyke Though I ain't wrapped tight My blood type's the '80s My '90s
I've ever heard, that's real # 2 Caller: R.A. man, he's comin' out, guns blazin' baby, BOOM, watch out # 3 Caller: He's very intelligent, he's a positive
them diamonds in her face homie get in dip's face so imma show u 38s when we ride its 25s scrapin dat world bass what's a beat without bass chain
Niggas Talking War, Well Bitch, It's Combat Time Hey, I Take Three L's To The Head: Love, Live, Life, And I'm Dead Young Money, Dipset, That's What This
ass stupid fucking chain is a disgrace. A fresh taste like my expiration date neva, a yellow face like i drug tested on my bezel We clever, street niggas
past So that basically resurrected my cash flow I might rap tight as the snatch of a fat dyke Though I ain't wrapped tight My blood type's the '80s, my '90s
on I run this bitch if anybody ask Aint much change since high school N-ggas still be in and out of class S class or the brand new cl5 on them haters
she got a dick Can't seem to save her life, but she talk a lot of shit And I want my 10 G's cause Yayo caught a brick I guess my G-Unot tattoo was
Christmas,we wish you a merry Christmas and a happy new year The jackson 5 wanna wish everyboy a merry merry christmas and a groovy new year. The jackson 5
thinking it's time To build my very own Motown 'Cuz rappers be deprived of executive 9 to 5s And it hurts to see these companies be stealing the life And I love to give my
War, Well Bitch, It's Combat Time Hey, I Take Three L's To The Head: Love, Live, Life, And I'm Dead Young Money, Dipset, That's What This Is And If I
Talking War, Well Bitch, It's Combat Time Hey, I Take Three L's To The Head: Love, Live, Life, And I'm Dead Young Money, Dipset, That's What This Is And
soul.? My hostess throws me a glance She, like my wife, knows there?s a chance That I?ll be off on one of my rants But my lips are sealed. I just want
world she got a dick Can't seem to save her life, but she talk a lot of shit And I want my 10 G's cause Yayo caught a brick I guess my G-Unot tattoo
