Lyrics:
the retail
Gory detail
Nothing here for me
I get all of my kicks for free
mangy dog without a collar
Buy me love for forty dollars
I got love for sale
Come
body is brutally pressed
Against the confines of your tense flesh
And if you close your eyes tight enough
Then none of the bad can get in (none
even trying to confront him
It makes me wanna cry
Black people we need to show our children a little loving
It makes me wanna cry
Get back in
hit tracks straight pummeling beats
Rock hard like coke in a ???
Pay top dollar for the hot product indeed, yeah
Turn it up and get addicted to it
Wake me up before I drop out on you
You treat me rough to show that you care
And I just can't refuse baby
If I had a promise from you
I'd get up
It's four o'clock in the morning but I'm wide awake
And thoughts of you prey on my mind,
I know I'm outsmarted this time.
I got in, but I can't get
the name warm
Putting heads to beddy-bye like Freddy so get ready
Cause I'mma get crazier than Crazy Eddie
I'm alone but my tone is a sharp tune
Developing
the window
Get dressed, let's go
Take your brother's car keys, bye bye
Woo
Well I see your yellow fingers and your crucifix bones
All covered in
I'll check my hair, and get my shoes
See my face, it's nothing new
There's no-one here when there's no-one there
So much you go for but no-one
the lights and bring the music down.
Everybody be quiet.
Sudden movement on the Serengeti, get ready Freddy,
Opportunity only knocks once.
Never mind
I do
Do you know how to get it?
You know that it's true
I know what I want
and I know how to get it
some come on baby
let's do it again
a staggerin' revelation
Baby, I never drank that much
To get this high I must be drunk on love
I've been down on my knees before the porcelain throne
So hard sometimes
Gets so hard sometimes with you
Whatever we are we are
Whatever we are
Whatever we are
Whatever we are we are
Whatever
tell, then you're a hypocrite too, so die!
Kill them all with the crazy hammer
And destroy their thought
Get hysterical, get hysterical, get hysterical
We fin to ball this year (what else)
Get money, gon crawl this year (what else)
Yeah, uh, yeah, hey-hey-hey
Dope man dope man, I'm the coke man
How the fuck did I get framed for this
What the fuck I ever do to you?
I musta seemed like a fool to you
I was just tryin to be cool to you
What
baby boy let's make it special,
I'm a have it my way, right now you get just one touch.
My loves so professional, just because were kissin' don't
creepers, where'd ya get those peepers?
Jeepers creepers, where'd ya get those eyes?
Gosh all, git up, how'd they get so lit up?
Gosh all, git up, how'd
Let it go
There's no way you can save it now
Get back, you know that the city is burning
So the story goes
It makes you wonder
'Cause if we're
The 2nd Entry"
The boy hot now; he been gone for a little while, had a little vacation, enjoyin' life
But that's what you're supposed to do when you get
done, no
I gotta get away and get some country sun
Look to the sky, the stars are outta sight
Hidden by the cloud of the city's might
Hear the sirens
bull-shittin'
Need to sit down, take a tour, there's too much money to be get (money to be get)
Paul Wall and that Koopa still ain't talkin' (uh!)
Money speak,
don't sniff no blow (sniff no blow!)
Pimp hard on a cracker but I love me a crow (love me a crow!)
I gotta big truck on some big rims
I get my dick
making me feel ill
And we have crashed her party, yeah
This is what you'll get
This is what you'll get
This is what you'll get
When you mess with us
When
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