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Hold me and do not stop
Baby boy hit the spot
You're number one with a bullet baby
When it comes to sparks you're making all the marks
You're
start shootin' the gift
Boy, let me get shot I won't even riff
Buddy, Buddy, don't you know you make me go nutty
I'm so glad that you're not a fuddy
start shootin' the gift
Boy, let me get shot I won't even riff
Buddy, Buddy, don't you know you make me go nutty
I'm so glad that you're not a fuddy
Today should be a time of grand celebration
My first council occasion, my job placement
Today marks the first of three
Ceremonies that signify
me take a sip of your beer
What you wishin' for this Christmas?
Boy, am I on your list?
Know the holidays aren't your thing, you're lookin' at my lips
take our time
So let's press rewind
When you walk in rose petals on the floor
Boy I know what you're used to
But I'ma give you more
I got the mood set, I
and some stank,
Ill meet you by the fence,
I think we should get acquainted
You're getting lost in my curse,
We high off the herb, feeling superb,
Givin
ready for the war
Boy quit playing you don't drip like this
Mark be the beast I was born in zone 6
V3 bang we don't miss no hits
Oxxy meet charlie,
'Cause once you're minе, once you're mine
There's no going back mark my words
This love will make you levitate like a bird
Like a bird without a cage but
rapper about to blow
But his album came, and it was not good
I think it went lead or double copper-wood
So the silly little fans, they were misled
By
And pulled out a wad of dubs
After you got buzzed, she walk by
You saw how big her ass was
Got her on the dancefloor
And she started dancin' like a ho
were near her
You know her hair really glistens
And you smile when you're kissin'
You said I'm yours and you are mine
You played me good, I can't deny
them, if you want that Red October- but
Legally, we gotta both sign that contract
Mark Parker i'mma put Mark Parker
All on that Summer
Jam screen and by
you're replaceable
Mark my words sir you can be gone
And I hope you won't be on the phone crying
You didn't think I could baby
Get so cold
Now you know
is balling 'round with the boys on the bikes
But I'd do anything to feel a little higher
Going out to get some air, and getting fried by solar flares
me only getcha by the gills
Everything will be alright
U and me by the Fireside
The bonfire's glowin' in Ur eyes
Just another day in Paradise
Everything (Written By Mark Duffus aka Blak Prophetz)
Chorus x 2
You, you're everything I need, Everything I want, Everything to me, boy you're
degrees in December
That's why the years go by so fast
It seem like yesterday I used to
Sport that pleather MCM member
Tryin' to be a jack boy, me, Mark
more no less)
(Bloodclaat boy try fi chat to me)
(No more no less)
(Anybody in the audience ever get hit by a car?)
(No more no less)
(How high's
with it as he pleases
[ROGER]
Happy birthday, Jesus!
[BENNY]
The rent
[MARK]
You're wasting your time
[ROGER]
We're broke
[MARK]
And you broke your
the high rollers, street hustlers
Fast money, fast life
But you don't care, 'til you end up with a bullet in your head, boy
People of the city, stop
a tailgate
Down by the river with a six pack
You said no, but it sure sounds great
You climbed up in my old truck
Sittin' right beside me
I cranked up
and you lose, don't hate, just interrogate
Bound by the rules from day one
Bound to the goons disabled
Bound to the moon, I pray, Lord
I've cut some cards,
Hello, mark
I know you're not there but
I know that you love the lord
And I remember when you was a little boy
You used to love music
And you loved to just
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