Lyrics:
Lord my heart is yours
It all belongs to you
I give you all the glory
Yes, I love you
I worship and adore
I'm gonna to tell you more
Oh oh, Lord how
anybody (oh yeah)
Listen
I was just minding my business when
Ms. Pretty you came walking
My heart stopped said what is this just
As soon as you
the club tipsy, say no mo'
Except how I'm gettin' home, tomorrow
Caesar drop you off when he see his P.O., uh
Back of my mind I hope she swallow (Uh-huh)
When the two of you walked
In the other n-n-n-night
Saw you smilin' with your
Arms around his si-si-si-side
How I hate the hand in
Your hand wasn't
You say you, you bouta, you finna, you gonna
You say you, you bouta, you finna, you gonna
You say you, you bouta, you finna, you gonna
But you never
I want you
I want you
You think you're looking cunt
You think you're looking cunt
You think you're looking cunt, right girl?
You think you
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I'll be glad when you're dead, you rascal, you
I'll be glad when you're dead, you rascal, you
When you're dead in your grave
No more women will
When I think about what Christmas means
The celebrations and the scenes
Things that I hold dear and true
I mostly think of you
You, you, you
Say hoe
Yeah you
Can I ask you a question
You like to fuck?
Oh, you don't want me to talk to you like that?
Would you like to make love?
I
want it to be over but
What can I do
I just cant fix it right now
This is really going to my head
I'm not really doing anything all day
You get what you
of rhymes
Hot to make you unwind
This is time to just feel fine
Well, ain't that the way it's supposed to be?
Are you feeling free?
And it goes
Tu,
other shit
They like to talk behind your
Back, but in your face, they ride yo' dick
That's why I stay tight with my crew
So what you gon' do when we come
Yeah real Rx
I got my mask on, yeah
Put your mothafuckin' mask on, yeah
Real Rx, yeah
If you gon' shoot then shoot
What's the hold up?
They shot
(Tilt your head back and close your eyes)
You so anti, don't nothin' matter (what!?) You so you so
You so anti, don't nothin' matter (You punk
Bounce
Bounce
Bounce
Bounce
I can't believe that every day and every night (Bounce)
It's getting better with you out of my life (Bounce)
It's
order to encounter my next opportunity.
I get paid to be myself.
You provide the public with access to your gifts because you are generous.
You deserve
Hot temper with the shortest fuse
You're such a mess with an attitude
You working hard but you're paying more
You never talk 'cause you don't have
Red, Red, Red, Red, U
Ich, Ich, Ich, Ich, U
R, R, U, R, U
Ich U, Ich R U
Red, Red, Red, Red, U
Ich, Ich, Ich, Ich, U
R, R, U, R, U
Ich
I want you
I want you
I want you
I want you
I want you
I want you
I want you
I want you
I want you
I want you
I want you
I want you
-you
-you
-you
(BIGDMANDEM)
(He glitched the matrix, glitched the matrix)
(Oh my god, Scruff) (I love you Scruff)
I don't want friends anyways
It's alright when I
I'd like to run away from you, but if you never found me I would die
I'd like to break the chains you put around me, but I know I never
Will
You
Yeah, well everything nice you know
Pass two crate a Smirnoff Ice you know alright
Sean Paul, inna di club, get crunk, blaze it up inna di club
Little Bit Lied To
(c) S. L.Yasinski aka Susan SurfTone (BMI)
verse #1: The words you spoke made me believeu00a0u00a0u
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