Well the motorcycle club had a party,. And all the young virgins were there.. And I found a blonde with little bitty titties. And a pretty yellow ribbon in her hair..
Sitting here thinking about yesterday. How we shared a laugh and played. How we celebrated oh my good news. Just me and you. Mmmm uuuuu. . Black boy sits behind the cage.
Lights out forever, after the final war. Cities reduced to rubble as plant lipe settles the score. Bridges and tunnels collapsing, towers no longer stand.
(feat. Jay-Z). . [Talking]. Uhh uhh uhh.. You ready B? Let's go get 'em.... . [Verse 1: Jay-Z]. Look for me! Young, B. Cruisin down the westside - highway.
Ladies and gentlemen, pimps, playaz and hustlahs, welcome to the 1994 hooooooo. Draft.yeah, yeah what's up what's up 'cause what's up yeah oh and I could tell you.
Want to tell you a story. About the house-man blues. I come home one Friday. Had to tell the landlady I'da lost my job. She said that don't confront me.
How many bridges can they burn, till we turn?. How many lives can they take, till we break?. How many dreams tells lies, till we rise?. How many visions will they burn, till we learn?.
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4, 5, 6 is in the mix - I'm hittin them with trip's. Headcrack, time to get the bread black!. 4, 5, 6 is in the mix - I'm hittin them with trip's. Headcrack, time to get the bread!.
4, 5, 6 is in the mix - I'm hittin them with trip's. Headcrack, time to get the bread black!. 4, 5, 6 is in the mix - I'm hittin them with trip's. Headcrack, time to get the bread!.
[Intro: Kim Burrell]. Do I find it so hard. When I know in my heart. I'm letting you down everyday. Letting you down everyday. Why do I keep on running away?.
Your TV image, sofa, and beers. Your gobbing off about Brittany Spears. Eaton, Cambridge - they paid for it all. You're just a wanker, but you think you're cool.
The city falls asleep. Another day has gone. You're looking out the window. Feeling all alone. You're trying to remember. Some moments of your life. You are closing your eyes.
I'm a broke hoe's dream, rich hoe's cream. I'm high maintenance and so is my team. I'm a broke hoe's dream, rich hoe's cream. . [Chorus]. A hundred-thousand in these Red Monkey Jeans.
120 cartas te mande en tres anios y de todas. ellas tres me contestaste. por cada cuarenta que yo te mandaba un. me escribias que mal me pagaste. . 120 timbres de entrga imediata me dan un total.
Baby, baby, baby, baby. It's been a long, long road. It's been a long, long dream. Baby, baby, baby, baby. God knows I gave them Hell. God knows I've tried.
Sixty-nine, it was fine. You say, but by seventy-nine it's gonna be mine. I say. Seventy, seventy-one rang the knell. Seventy-two, we went through hell.
[Verse 1: Chris Brown]. Niggas wanna bang in the squad, don't wanna put the work in. Say you want my money, scared of fame, better murder then. See the chopper, bullets too big, you can see the doctor surgery.
I'm 500 miles away from home. Teardrops fell on momma's note. When I read the things she wrote. She said we miss you son we love you come on home. Well I didn't have to pack.