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Thinking Of You
Have you ever stood outside a picket fence
You could
Milton was o-fficial tour director,
Electrical piano-playin' plug connector
An' the slave-drivin'-est travel conductor
That we ever seen in our lives
He'd
1 of 4...
My name is Ian Mathias Bavitz
I was born in 1-9-7-6, at Biosfet hospital, located in Long Island, NY
I am 6 foot, four I weigh 2
the pole
Grown and sexy what's allowed
Just letting the people know
Things might get a lil wild
Turn up more and enjoy the show
Club bouncing like a six4
If
We will be here forever
Do you understand?
Forever
Forever and ever and ever and ever
Forever
You see, it's about the quality
It's about
Enthralled by the thirst, thoughts of a deviant man
Intoxified, thoughts of taking life
No live are mourned, no cares, nothing more
Two worlds
able to control this?
I know some fok' that live by the levee
That keep on telling me they heard the explosions
Same shit happened back in Hurricane
the break stop
Four and three and two and one
Here we go let's have some fun
Fresh music is what its all about
Now all the ladies scream and shout
Now get
if I'll ever try
To survive at court side
Four tickets to fly
Rap or play ball do the game
Or duck the drive by
Same league that defends
Be
if I'll ever try
To survive at court side
Four tickets to fly
Rap or play ball do the game
Or duck the drive by
Same league that defends
Be
like Billy Crystal
Rhyme books is so official
Bound to blow, so move your missiles
Five, four, three, two
It's nice to meet you
How those noodles see
We live fast and die young never gave one, two, three, four, or five fucks
Say what the fuck I want, I never bit my tongue
These niggas wanna be just
To smash your cousin (I'm sorry)
So shake that ass like a tree in the wind
Then she gon' migrate with me
And two of her friends
They let all four of us in
(x4)
[Eazy-E]
You Biiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiitch!!
[Mother]
And they all went to prison
and lived fucked up lives
)
You bitch!!
And they all went to prison
And lived fucked up lives ever after
The end
People get nasty on the dancefloor (2x)||CHORUS: (2x)|Here's the test of purity|And ya never know|Just by lookin|Who's an angel or a ho||Have you
were the one two three four five six seven eight
Too many choices
I can tell where she's been by where the splinters at
I leave them because they get me
wish I never had it but I think you woulda left
You can count to four but never ever let me fall baby you the best
I wish that I had put you first
I
ballin bankhead
[x4:]
Louie v bag be dats were the cash be jeans stay saggin million doallar mouthpiece
Catch me flying by in a two seater fitted hat
Wooooo
Yeah
Take ya time on it..... ok
We live ? we live
We going live in like 1 2 (my pALm is cALm sTeaDy), 1 huh 2 huh 3 huh
I whip my bitch
'Cause I ain't ever change on you motherfuckers
And OG's spitting game on you motherfuckers
You should be ashamed like a motherfucker
The streets
the driver's seat souped, cause it's a bentley
When I pass by, have you stuck, s.U.'s, black 'em up
Twenty-four, black rims, tires gotta fatten up
Whips, go
[Chorus: Repeat 2X]
If there is a final hour
Let's hope for a higher power
One by one and two by two
I have ammo what about you
Grandma told
to your mom
Sweeping these rappers up like it's a chore, who want more?
I'll leave anybody two times four
Dropping pounds in London like I lost weight
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