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it out, or do this like punks and punk it out. Pull
your strap on me, nigga, you better kill me. Thug luv, nigga.
Thug lfe, baby. Thug luv.
I
Like everyday, don't think I don't pin playa hation
But ya better pinnin' yourself, or contend with the M-11,
Point .357 Automatic weapons from my
Uh Oh here come the po po
Y'all better toss that llello quick and tuck ya bankroll
Don't think I forgot where I come from dog 'cause I know
dance and a first long kiss
There ain't nothing baby better then this
It's like a beach blanket and a bottle of wine
It feels something like summertime
a dose
Of a freaky ghost baby
You better call
(Ghostbusters!)
Let me tell you somethin'
Bustin' makes me feel good
I ain't afraid o' no ghost
I
Chorus:
(Whatcha gonna do, say, whatcha gonna do)
Put a smile on your face
Make the world a better place
Put a smile on your face
(Whatcha gonna
hurt
(Forever) We can make it better
Tell me, boy, now wouldn't that be sweet?
(Sweet escape)
Woo hoo, (I wanna get away) yee hoo
Woo hoo, (to our
I'll tell you what shorty get in man I'll show you how to...
Tote that tool, make that double
Better be cool you don't want no trouble
Can we lean
smokin' better trees (ay, oh-ay-ay)
Girls around the world (yo, yo)
They keep callin' me (they call me)
Paparazzi they be follow me (they all be)
Hopin'
cooperation better
Listen when I'm talkin', throw it off, I ain't patient
I'ma tell ya once then start countin' shell cases
Don't mean to scare you but this
Comin' home, home, home
Thought I'd better warn you
So I called you on the phone
Get rid of Joe the grinder
You better be there alone
'Cause
head on something real
I like the way that feels
It's as if you know me better than
I ever knew myself, I love how you can tell
All the pieces,
the devil was in my town looking for me
But he won't get me in time, fucking with Bone and he liking these rhymes
We rhyme better believe it all the time,
Gonna Bring You Down To Toy Town
Better Take A Warm Coat For The Ride
Gonna Bring You Down To Toy Town
Oh Your Really In For Quit A Surprise
Yes
here tryin' make ends meet
Tryin' get on their feet
But see ?? so cloudy
And I know what you don't know
You better get on your mission and get down
it really matter
'Cause when the lights go out, it only gets better
When you hold me tight and tell me it's alright
Then the rest doesn't really
disrespecting me heavily
They better be lucky the way my blessings effected me
But aaaaaaaaaaaaah, Calm down Willy
You don't want to drop the bomb now Willy
wack dancing,
'Wooking pa nub', shirt too bright, pants too tight
Boy settle down
Now I ain't just messing with you
I got better things to do
I'm
Pack up your troubles and just get happy
Ya better chase all your cares away
Sing Hallelujah, come on get happy
Get ready for the judgment day
Mustang Sally uh-huh
Guess you better slow your Mustang down
Oh Lord what I said now
Mustang Sally now baby
Oh Lord guess you better
Slow your
you're here
But I'm better when you're gone
I'm certain that I've given
And, oh, how you can take
There's no use in you lookin'
There's nothin' left for
Somebody else will somebody somebody else will kiss me better
Well I ain't a gonna beg you for your love anymore
Ever since the first time I have done
out
Or do this like punks and punk it out
Pull your strap on me, nigga, you better kill me!
Thug life, baby. Thug Luv
I'll probably be punished
something
When your alone late at night in the bed
Just you and her under the covers
You're only allowed three great women in your life
(Is it better
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