Bad Boy '98. Total, Kima, Keisha, Pam. Missy, talk to me. Yeah, yeah yeah. . Bad Boy, Bad Boy. My mic sounds nice, check one. Bad Boy. My mic sounds nice, check two.
Bad Boy '98. Total, Kima, Keisha, Pam. Missy. Talk to me. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. . Uh, Bad Boy. Bad Boy. My mic sounds nice. Check one. Bad Boy. My mic sounds nice.
Conversation:. Woman:... but my daughter's asleep. I'm not trying to here her mouth tonight.. Man: Just make some more time for me baby, just let me help..
I like that, that's right. We gon' smooth it out a little bit. For all you players out there. And we gonna sex it up a little bit. For all you lovers out there.
Come and dance beside me, let you go. Try and stop me, telling all these lies. Trouble with the only thing I know. I can see the games i've lost in your eyes.
I sleep all night. Right by your side. I love to hear your breathin' breathin'. The morning light. Opens my eyes. Its nearly time. For leaven' leaving.
Get up on stage every night. Play everything just right. Signing T-shirts with my pen. Get on the road and do it again. . Seeing new faces all the time.
(long solo guitar played by SuperRat). *Mr. Carrot Top. Yo. U all out there!. U are the star!. *machina. She is a boy?. *SuperRat. No. He is a girl. (long bass gutar played by machina).
Sitting in the summer sun. Binding my time. Waiting for the demons to go away. No one knows when they come. Or when they're gonna go away. As long as they do we're okay, yes, we're alright.
Yeah Yeah Yeah .....Oh!. Yeah Yeah Yeah .....Ah!. You know that this is our new home. This place is sacred to the bone. Don't put us up against the wall.
The Midas touch is everywhere, everywhere. Your just not the same. When I turn you to gold. Like stories of old. . The Midas touch is in me now, in me now.
I feel you, out on the street. I know you, and I know that you know me. I see you, don't know if you see me. I got you, and I know that you got me. . I hurt you, when I was just 18.
If the old ways must go lets put on one last big show. It's the last chance to end our old ways. If the new days must come. Don't just get up and run.
Some of them say that the bad men. And wicked will fall. I say we need more teachers. To teach the small. The youth becoming prisoners. They building the wall.
Chorus. Tell shorty I love her. Tell shorty I need her. Tell shorty not to cry. My love for her. Will never die. . Verse 1 [Malique]. Remember Jenny?.
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