Lyrics:
mind
In the empty lot where the ladies play blindman's bluff with the key chain
And the all-night girls they whisper of escapades out on the "D"
In the empty lot where the ladies play blindman's bluff with the key chain
And the all-night girls they whisper of escapades out on the "D" train
We
I seen many men fold, many hearts turn cold
Many died by any means on the long road to the cheddar green
Now baby this that funk, girls shake they
Jerz!
The girl like, Strong Isle (oh they wild)
The girl like, Connecticut
Yo they get them, they need to get more shout-outs up there, word up
"To
our house? Well how can I explain
When my little boy and girl ask me 'Daddy, what's a train?'
Words and Music by Bruce â??U. Utahâ?? Phillips
a mil before my album hit the shelves
And I ain't talkin' bout no signin' bonus (uh-uh)
'Tics went platinum to remind ya homey
I'm not a restroom so
(madonna!)
He's nurtured by a planned well-tanned philosophy
For the love of:
CHORUS
Pretty Girls, Pretty Girls
Look good on you
Pretty Girls, Pretty Girls
When I see you on the street
My whole body gets weak
When you're standing in a crowd
Your love talks to me so loud
Girl, do I do, what you do,
When I see you on the street
My whole body gets weak
When you're standing in a crowd
Your love talks to me so loud
Girl, do I do, what you do,
When I see you on the street
My whole body gets weak
When you're standing in a crowd
Your love talks to me so loud
Girl, do I do, what you do,
my pajama
I'm just searching for the fame I pop out like Madonna
I be rolling up just like I'm chilling at Ramada
We go to benihana
I don't need no
flattered by ur smile and ur lips make you bad too
Settle down as I take u on a little trip
sexy pre madonna to the world
yous a gift
Fly like the wings
the type of girl I been waiting for
Who ain't waiting for nobody else
You can do it all by yourself
But I need you through the stormy weather
You make me
shit
HMV at the cash register, girls tryin to make me buy CD's
Soft jazz and homo R&B
I ain't payin for that Allure shit
Walkin by Bloomingdales
off the pressure girl I'm never really like this
Man my album is for you, I hope you like it
Don't talk to me now girl
When people ask about you I frown
Workin' on the album at the same time, you know what I'm sayin?
Visionary boy (C Sick)
Yeah yeah, uh, yeah, we gon' do it for '96 (yeah)
We gon' do it
She want a Cuban link
With ice bergs
Type to make her eyes twirl
Beanie made by Yeezy
That she'd never rock
That's my girl
Icing on the vee vees
Look
me some shit
About this world
About these girls
And how I dog, my bitch!
My next album was bootleg
Ain even come to the stores
Cause a nigga stole it
This that down South Nebsly music
This that Whitney Houston, museum, movin' music
That that Nesbly girl ain't used to
I'm made this album for nebly
Yeah, and I'm a be ok that's Daniel Ray girl up on the stage
Or so I tell myself
seasons change, I know
Girl I'm bright as hell
Till death do us part
Pumpin pounds of weight, nigga like exercise
Joe been over quarter five dope and homicide
Long before Charlie got knocked, until Madonna died
Young
n'en déplaise à la Fontaine
Pour toi petit dauphin j'écris les fables de Lacombetaine
Talking badly to me, fuck you yeah
Call my girl by her sister name,
Why'd you only call me, why'd you only call me when you're high
Why'd you only call me, why'd you only call me when you're high
I met a girl in
trying to say baloney to me
But today, I'll bring back the rap albums
So they can play my shit
Like Madras Girls Basketball Team did with my last album
I
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