Lyrics:
I want a man with a smoking jacket and
A deeper pocket with money to burn
I want a man who knows his status
And he makes a habit of loving me till
Shootin' that "that's that shit" in his blood stream
That's the life of a grimy, real live crimey
If niggas know that habit's behind me
Day one, yo,
I've learned the game
I'm looking through you, you're not the same
Why, tell me why, did you not treat me right?
Love has a nasty habit
the habit never kick it
Hit the band there, don't just stand there
It's carnival time
Roustabouts are roustabout'n
And there's happy shouts, children
You and I have separate lives girl
You and I go different ways on roads that cross
When love and loss is ruled by fate
People have a tragic habit
But I'm one gal, ain't supposed to want for nothin'
I've got my wantin' habits on
I've had 'em on since this morn
Man, you've got to help me 'long
If
Sir Lollipop Man, chocolate coated, freaky and habit forming
Doin' it to you in 3-D, so groovy that I dig me
Once upon a time called, 'Now'
Somebody
I've learned the game
I'm looking through you, you're not the same
Why, tell me why, did you not treat me right?
Love has a nasty habit
to get a message to ya
But you walked the other way
I need your magic touch, don't you know
I've got a habit and I can't let go
Feel the fire burnin'
the game
I'm looking through you, you're not the same
Why, tell me why, did you not treat me right?
Love has a nasty habit
Of disappearing overnight
You're
Whoa, I am erratic
Can't break the habit
My current status
To you I'm insomniatic
My train is off the track
It seems delirious from my loss
again
I was the guy across the hall
I smiled at you but that was all
The one day we went at it up against the wall
It's some daily habit, we can't
me...
...Know if that's my imagination, but, umm...
Hey foxymophandlemama, that's me...
She prides herself on her cleaning habits... (2x)
Hey
You and I have separate lives girl
You and I go different ways on roads that cross
When love and loss is ruled by fate
People have a tragic habit
Habit brodé, habit clinquant,
En somnambules, au fil des jours,
Illuminés par leur amour,
Sans le savoir, transfigurés,
Ils sont Carmen et Don José,
Et
and break it up
Three-wheel motion, purple potion, I gotta shake it up
I tried to kick the habit, but it keep calling me
Abracadabra, here's a magic trick, I
shit" in his blood stream
That's the life of a grimy, real live crimey
If niggas know that habit's behind me
Day one, yo, growin' all up in the ghetto
a married man
Suddenly single
It's hard to break old habits good or bad
If I wasn't over thirty
I'd might just move back in with Mom and Dad
I should
lay down and mek yuh kill me wid it
Because thrilling that is Shabba favorite habit
And when me lay dung yuh know me nah run from it
Repeat
habit sounds a happy fling, (happy fling) My friends all call me ole worry wart But they don't know the trouble That a broken heart can bring. I know
I'm your sledgehammer
Let there be no doubt about it
Sledge sledge sledgehammer
I kicked the habit (I kicked the habit)
Shed my skin (Shed my
blood, you're just
gonna be a plain old coal miner as long as you live." He went on to say, "It's a habit (CHUCKLE)
sorta like chewin' tobaccer."
of oranges and weather
Boston upper zones
Are changing social habit's
And I hear the Cohns
Are taking up the Cabots
Taxi men take dimes
And never curse
My apologies if I got no time to kick
This the life I live
I got a habit of getting rich
My family from Belize, yeah
They ain't really have shit
This
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