Lyrics:
ARTHUR: Well, I AM king...
DENNIS: Oh king, eh, very nice. An' how'd you get that, eh? By
exploitin' the workers -- by 'angin' on to outdated
"objectifying," and "asshole-ish" (Dennis Rodman)
I made that up just for myself
"Hey, Nicole"
"Oh, hey, what's up Mike? I'm about to get in bed, you?"
"Well,
God damn, lil' mama
How many times you gon' change your hair?
Yesterday it was red
Today it's blonde
Damn
I like the way she wear it, ooh,
Brown paper bag (yo khaled I'm so focused homie I can see clearly now you all ready know what it is)
Thank god for those days, thank god for those
so the dogs can't smell 'em c'mon
Brown paper bag (thank god for that)
Brown paper bag (yo Khaled I'm so focused homie I can see clearly now you
Long ball
From Frank De Boer
Seeking out
Dennis Bergkamp
Oh that's brilliant
Oh that's wonderful
Brilliant play
By Dennis Bergkamp
Burning
Burning
I
Brown paper bag (yo khaled I'm so focused homie I can see clearly now you all ready know what it is)
Thank god for those days, thank god for those
of his team
Yo F.O.S. niggas scheme on how to infiltrate a milly stock
Mooch or cream silly, go for delf
What you like how we go back to Cali, kick a suede
Rodeo
Written By: Jessica Clarke
Intro:
Pretty brown, brown drivin me wild
Dada da dada da dada da da
Pretty brown, brown drivin me wild
Dada da
for you
My life has been waiting for your love
My arms have been waiting for your love to arrive
My heart has been waiting
My soul anticipating
full of love for you
My life has been waiting for your love
My arms have been waiting for your love to arrive
My heart has been waiting
My soul
for you
My life has been waiting for your love
My arms have been waiting for your love to arrive
My heart has been waiting
My soul anticipating
swimwear
I am standing on the beach
Waiting for the tsunami
And dad taught me about love and sacrifice
But that's sort of like a book
That you read
tricked for the last time
Now taste my brown torpedoes
Cause I got something for you
Beans and guac, wow burritos
I have tricked for the last time
Now taste
Let me tell you 'bout this girl, maybe I shouldn't
I met her in Philly and her name was brown sugar
See, we be making love constantly
That's why
Let me tell you 'bout this girl, maybe I shouldn't
I met her in Philly and her name was brown sugar
See, we be making love constantly
That's why
full of love for you
My life has been waiting for your love
My arms have been waiting for your love to arrive
My heart has been waiting
My soul
full of love for you
My life has been waiting for your love
My arms have been waiting for your love to arrive
My heart has been waiting
My soul
your sockets
Watch out for me
At any o'clock
I'm comin' for you
Got the loaded glock
Got no women 'round me
That's bound to change
Too bad this was
Little brown boy little brown boy tell me what you gonna do if dem come for you
Little brown boy little brown boy tell me what you gonna do if dem
Dennis, you fucking suck
Dennis, I hope your bike gets stuck
In a fucking ditch or hit by a truck
Get out of here you stupid fuck
You ride your bike
You have my permission to go out and reproduce (crowd: light cheering)
You're lovely human beings
So now we're gonna do a little brown nosin' for ya
Are
never be friends (could neva)
Dennis Brown you was a true legend
If you wanna achieve
First you got to believe (got to believe)
In yourself
And you will
for your download link
I let Ja Rule when I murder ink
Murder pink, murder what you thought and what you think
This Queens prodigy is the product
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