Lyrics:
I wanna boom bang bang with your body-o (Mohombi)
We gonna rough it up before we take it slow (RedOne)
Girl, let me rock you rock you like a rodeo
I was cheated by you and I think you know when
So I made up my mind, it must come to an end
Look at me now, will I ever learn?
I don't know how
Don't you know I'm no good for you?
I've learned to lose you, can't afford to
Tore my shirt to stop you bleedin'
But nothin' ever stops you
of every story
Every star in every sky
Every corner of creation lives to testify
For as long as I shall live, I will testify to love
I'll be a witness
of every story
Every star in every sky
Every corner of creation lives to testify
For as long as I shall live, I will testify to love
I'll be a witness
OK ease back before I make position to squeeze
The head burner cookin emanate thought and grab my phallus
Please I pump kinetics with
Before I was a adult i was a little wreck
Peddling whatever I could get
My grubby mitts on ketamine for beakfast
Bad girls were drinking with
I gave 'em
Baby, look at me
And tell me what you see
You ain't seen the best of me yet
Give me time
I'll make you forget the rest
I got more in me
Seven in the morning
When they wake, you gotta be ghost
Let me tell you one thing
I'm about to overflow
Boy, you don't know my bed
Well tonight
I'll be there in the summer sky
In the tears that you cry
I'll be there when the darkness falls at night
I'll be there in the snow and rain
Softly
Baby, look at me
And tell me what you see
You ain't seen the best of me yet
Give me time
I'll make you forget the rest
I got more in me
I don't know why I love you but I do
I don't know why I cry so but I do
I only know I'm lonely and that I want you only
I don't know why I love
Well I'm sonicly, high bionically
For you dummies, ironically stupid
What are you, Cupid?
You steal my rhymes, and then you loop it
Wrong!
You know I love that organic cooking
I always ask for more
And they call me Mr. Natural
On down to the health food store
I only eat good sea salt
on THAT specific type of SET
Like Roosevelt, especially when your cards are dealt
You see me, frankly, I don't give a hoot
about the blanks you shoot out
I don't know why I love you, but I do
I don't know why I cry so, but I do
I only know I'm lonely and that I want you only
I don't know why I love
[Pharoahe Monch]
I stand here before the forces of evil with a style
The poetically God-gifted child
Bringin forth the story of a lyrical soldier
Shit's just to real, respect my mind
I'm tell'n you what's real, I'm a come like this
Verse 1:
Money making is my thing, Cause I'm try'n
Made another hit for the radio station
It's alright
Ooh baby it's alright
Do it, move it like a long flight
Turn up, yeah I just might
Get it
Hook
I be getting money I be getting money
Flexing on this hates got em looking funny Big Money Team Yeah we getting it in this is how we do it this
dreams that I once knew
Wondering why all my dreams never came true
Oh, is it because I'm black?
Somebody tell me, what can I do
Oh, something's
If I, if I cheat
You know what I'm saying?
But I don't love that, that woman
But then you cheat to teach me a lesson
You fucked up, and this
money team in the building kicking it
We ain’t the same yeah we ain’t the same
I’m on a whole other level can you feel me
Cut them heads up let them
Yeah, yeah
It's the easy, queasy, beautiful, beautiful
Yeah, y'all know me
It's the queen bee, queasy, breezy, beautiful
Cover girl, a cover girl
I
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