Lyrics:
say I'll treat you better than I used to
It's just I'm learnin' lots of things I never knew back then
Judy I'm slowly movin' back again
Judy I'm slowly
alone tonight
("I am your conscience!")
[Rapper Big Pooh]
Parking lot pimps, 9 out of 10 more parking lot simps
Ladies want lobster but settle fo'
to expect
So before you explore
Make sure your gear is checked
We're ready for anything
Anything, anything
We brought lots
And lots of gear
Let's
I remember when I was very young,
Had lot of toys and I had lots of fun, yes I did,
Playing mum's and dad's with the girls down the road,
I used
threw my love at her
And I scored
But that was long ago, now there's lots of things I know
And there's been a lot of parties wasn't bad
I've learned
I've got a lot of thoughts
Got a lot of plans
I lost a lot of sleep
Trying to understand
I could dream all day
In a blackened room
Staring
Monkey see, monkey do
Monkey want to talk to you
Monkey got a lot to say
Monkey must communicate
Day is night, night is day
Everything is
lot's loyal, through and through.
Tell Irish jokes and you can't miss,
Do the building site one and how they're all thick.
Keep 'em laughing - you'll
(Look out...)
Well I'm sick...
I'm soooo... sick !
Of the lot of people
Who try to tell me
What I can't
Count do
In my life
And I'm
You think I've sold my soul
I've sold my soul
Beyond salvation, there's not a lot I can do
Beyond salvation, I'll take a ride with you
You can kiss me,
situation
I just blunder about in a close approximation
You know a lot of people
You're always drinking with your friends
You know a lot of people
When you've
your best friends got into something good
You know you should but it's too late now
Trouble you're in trouble
Oh trouble a lot of trouble
Hang around in
were nothing
And it's taken me a lot to say
And now that he's gone, my heart is missing something
So it's time to push my pride away
'Cause you
peace, rest in peace to the parking lot
Phantom so big, can't even fit in the parking spot
You ain't talkin' 'bout my niggas, then what you talkin'
whoa, big old bag like whoa
Have a rack go attack like whoa, a whole lot of bitches on go
A whole lot of bitches on go, platinum chain on glow
How many
to a stove
I tell it to lock
Shit I tell it a lot
Go to the dealership
Fishtail off the lot
You know I'm coming straight up the block
You know I'm
So you can go first, ah, right after me (you)
I can't believe this is happening right now (ooh aho ho)
I don't want a lot for Christmas
There's
and mama had a sofa that we had to split (split)
Before I left I heard bank say pad a stick (stick)
Nothin' we talkin' magazines, it's a lot of issues (a
cooler (let's go)
I got a lot whole lot of bands in my pants, they from France
My girl from Chicago, she said she don't like rappers
I told her, "Give
the night you could fall in love
You can call your mama right now, tell her you met a thug
I pop a lot of shit 'cause I can back it up
My left stroke's
You Dont Watch The News
You See Theres A Lot To Lose
Cuz We Got A Baby
And People Are Shady
[Bridge: Drake]
My Generation Is Changin
Aside From
Grenadine quarantine, I like you a lot
It's LA, "hey" on Zoom, Target parking lot
And if this is the end, I want a boyfriend
Someone to eat ice
way the wind is blowing
Now, I don't want you to look like a crazy person crouching in the middle of the parking lot
But everywhere you go
I want you
a lot but no one understand me
I told my mama, "No more sufferin', I made it"
You should've seen all these motherfucker faces
I told my brother them,
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