Lyrics:
Hold me in your arms
While we're sleeping
Hold me in your arms
Dreaming of soft cotton clouds
I feel close to you now
Dreaming of candy
It had been a bad day in court for James
He had spent the day defending his client, a
Russian resident alien who was in the country on a student
have been imprisoned by my father, who wishes me to
marry against my will. Please, please, please come and rescue me.
I am in the tall tower of Swamp
Shaam
Teri aankhon ke divane bhot
I lost myself in the eyes of yours
Everytime they enlightening my soul
Baby girl you're making me fall for you
Just by
ridiculous
Cause back in the days
Hold on let me tell you a story from way back
Way back before Daylyt got his face tat
When all you had was your fucking five
Bitch I'm Rick James making money by the minute
Bitch I'm Rick James classy women get to stripping
The minute I get up in it Mr. Ricky now a Ginuea uh
Bitch I'm Rick James making money by the minute
Bitch I'm Rick James classy women get to stripping
The minute I get up in it Mr. Ricky now a Ginuea uh
Said bae pull up
I just want to hold you close
I just rubbed your inner thigh
And now the clothes all off
In the arms of my love, feeling comfy with
Everyone wants to be a cowboy
Grab your guns boy
Forty-five by my side, do he live
No the nigga dies
We make moves in stage coaches
Rah digga likes
in the barrio
(From newark to Ontario), bust us when we in stereo
Cause me and rashida rock the battles
It's apparent, your no talent, cause your
sittin' in the middle
Me and my son, Wheezy, got a house by the water
I'll be fuckin' bad bitches (bad bitches, bad bitches)
I be hittin' they daughters
It's the same for you
You hold your hand
And it's all fine - laced and
What would you make me do
So take my lies
And take my time
'Cause all
arms
My love is in my arms
And it was impossible to hold on to anything
In my chest was a lonesome, growing cyclone
I kept pictures tucked up into
say that I'm at the pad
So don't treat me like
I'm sad
Been feeling like I'm bad
Been feeling like Mike Jack
But my uh aura in fact is
Whatever, so ya
Hello, hello
Today we'll be doing a reading of
The Gift of the Magi, which was published by O. Henry
In the December of 1905
The Gift of the Magi
Take your time
Will you pull a little closer?
The cradle is tipping over
Throw your arms around me
Throw your arms around me
cnd wrap me in cotton wool
Take your time
Will you pull a little closer?
The cradle is tipping over
Throw your arms around me
Throw your arms around me
cnd wrap me in cotton wool
sittin' in the middle
Me and my son, Wheezy, got a house by the water
I'll be fuckin' bad bitches (bad bitches, bad bitches)
I be hittin' they daughters
Right Hand Man
Let me use your toothbrush
Have you got a clean shirt?
My panties in a wad
At the bottom of my purse
I walk into the street
The air's so
you short arm
Pellets in your hand You'll never put shorts on
ain't shit fair when you got to get your war on
So why don't you come out and play
(dissin')
Sneak me through the back window, I'm a good field nigga
I made a flower for you outta cotton just to chill with you
You know I'd go
got unpaid debts, we've come to collect
We're gonna kill you with hatred, without any respect
We'll mock you and shock you and we'll put it in your
to yourself?
Everybody moving up, you just staying by yourself!"
They say "James- you gon' fuck around and
Break a couple hearts in this bitch, yo check it uh"
But I ain't tryna shoot it with you rappers, I'll just shoot it at your dame
Y'all never should have threw me in the game
Found a new word for weed,
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