Lyrics:
I feel like someone's watching me
Don't know where the enemy is
The night brings bad dreams to my mind
Maybe the girl that's by my side
Potential
Intro - R. Kelly + (Nick Cannon)]
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh (Oh, uh, haha)
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh (Kels!)
(We in the club singing this for money, ha!)
what you say in those text
Pull up on yo Curb (Kirby) talking Smart (Kirby Smart) now my Dawgs out
All my nic's(Nick) pull out cannons(Nick Cannon) la'
you're gonna pay
You can dish it out but can't take a hit
Standing tall, break the fall by calling it off
Glass Cannon, you can't manage at all
Whoa
You
dead on the granite
Innocent bystanders get shot by standin'
Y'all shoulda ducked when y'all heard the cannon, now you layin' deceased
Niggas'll leave
Intro - R. Kelly + (Nick Cannon)]
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh (Oh, uh, haha)
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh (Kels!)
(We in the club singing this for money, ha!)
Well it's by the hush, me boys, and sure that's to hold your noise
And listen to poor Paddy's sad narration
I was by hunger stressed, and in
merchant ship bound for fair London town
London Town London Town aye
Come will you not please for to let me pass by
Wont will you please for to let me pass
by gosh, I'll never night-herd again.
Come a ti yi yippee, come a ti yi yea,
Come a ti yi yippee, come a ti yi yea.
Feet in the stirrups
'Twas on one summer's evening all in the month of May
Down by a flowery garden I carelessly did stray
I overheard a young maid in sorrow to complain
Got ocean views from ceiling to the floor
Keep a milli' by the bed a hundred more up shore, o-ore
Closets full of Louis and Christian Dior
whoa
Keep the cannon Piccolo
Think twice with I.S.O.
Whoa whoa
I am abominable
I am abominable
Whoa whoa
Frostbit from the snow
Amputate fingers toes
he talking tough tryna impress All his Fans I'll pull up and I'll Give him these hands
Like I'm Nick my cannon gon Blast
So you better just speak to yo
believe but I know it's really true
Fucked up with the gangsta moves
Affiliated in the baby shoes
Investigatin’ but I got no clues
A loose cannon with
I was a Nick Jr. now I'm a nick sen ior
This a Nicktoon I need a nick 3
Teen nick but I don't fuck with nicotine
Hit you wit dat nick cannon that's
Welcome now to Tampa Bay
Let them cannons blow it's a brand new day
Welcome now to Champa Bay
Welcome now to Champa Bay
Welcome now to Tampa Bay
Let
Out in Texas swangin
Like I'm slim thug
She give me head like she from Cambridge
She don't need no love
They gangsta till they see the cannon
I don't
the cannon blast, I'ma blow up, cold-hearted, warm-blooded Reptile in the jungle, I'm the gunner, bop, bop, bop, not at stake though, I'ma still show up,
Powaful Impak!
Boom! (From the cannon)
Powaful Impak!
Powaful Impak!
Powaful Impak!
Powaful Impak!
Boom! (From the cannon)
Some pack a mac, I
to make it rain again
Clement Wragge don’t ask him why
He points his cannons into the sky
By act of God or act of will
He’ll be the toast of Charleville
Who
Don't trip
Fuck up off of my ship
Screaming yo ho
My peg leg make me skip
All hands on deck
You scurvy dog bitch
Cannons burn you
At the stake like
take a picture
You peeping me take a picture (You should take a photograph)
Catch me today with a cannon or a Kodak
Cause by tomorrow yesterday gone be
got it from the boys next door
Swish, at the same time hardcore, wonder what is new by the morning
Keep your girl right on your side I might just
By the Hush
It's by the hush, me boys
I'm sure that's to hold your noise,
And listen to poor Paddy's narration.
For I was by hunger pressed,
And in
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