Lyrics:
BlackDog/ Whole Lotta Love
Black Dog
Writers: John Paul Jones, Jimmy Page, Robert Plant
Hey hey mama said the way you move
Gonna make you sweat,
make it clap
Got me hot and bothered by the smell of flapjacks
Girl, it's seven in the morning, why you got me throwing racks? (ay)
Miss Buttersworth,
are
Special
Yeah
Special girl
Hey
J A C K I E
You're the only one for me
I knew it in high school
I had to have you
You're so special to me
What did
(Beat business in your ear bitch)
Baby girl
Tryna pour up pour up
Baby girl
Tryna roll up roll up
And I notice
She just tryna stay focused
I'm
not no motherfuckin phony
Hanging out with my girl
When she's honing
Don't you know about me and Bimba Jones
Stoney likes to see
Pure music joints
Never knew a love stronger
(Ooh, ooh)
(Down in the rain called love) Yeah, yeah
Best love, yes love
By far
Best love, that's my lady
You
DRUNK IT
Theme: Doing something great by getting slightly drunk that you normally couldn't or wouldn't do.
Verse
I checked her out at the bar out
player (fake player) ain't nobody killin (hey, I'm a ball for real)
(oh, oh, oh)
Girl I know you do the nasty (nasty)
I could tell when ya (when ya)
girl
A bonafide beauty in an ugly world
I'm a vision of pure femininity
Yeah, I'm a genuine American girl
From my ruby red lips to my bleached blonde
gazelles don't lean on my nose
Drivin' by the clubs gleamin' and go
Heads turn it's a freak show
I need them to know When will they learn
Nas need a queen
You gotta help me darling
I can't make it all by myself
You gotta help me baby
I can't do it all by myself
If you don't help me little girl
I
You gotta help me darling, I can't make it all by myself
You gotta me baby, I can't do it by myself
If you don't help me little girl, I gotta use
darlin', you don't have to be ashamed
Groovin' is the game we play
Girl, we'll dance the night away
They'll be comin' day by day
You'll always hear
body I want want
No Dey play me my girl o
you know your vibe is one thing I want oh oh
Celina'
Hey ohwey what you doing since?
Waiting o I've been
really woke
But death
pardon me I’m just laughing
cause there’s no jokes left
Hey is it too late to not not give a fuck?
The planet is hot my brain is
Hey lil shawty can I take you on a ride
I just want you in my bed by the end of the night
Can’t believe you got me tripping but I ain’t gone lie
Know we
girl just to notice i'm here
So I threw this beat on and wrote this song
That you hear
Im Like
Hey Hey Miss Renee
I just called to say
I love you more
Sittin on a mountain in Texas heading towards the west
Just me, my girl the world and my guitar
And we just got passed by Lexus but Luna's doing her
Hey, Hello darling, nice to meet you
My stupid feelings fell for you
I see it bright, a future with you
Because we're made out of platinum
Hey, Hello
when he's on your mind, you're thinking of her
Hey mom, how can you see me now
With my voice and my beard
And hold to your false reality
That little girl
Keystone cops were running around
Hiding in a cuckoo clock he'd never be found
Drinking with a millionaire on mistake
Had to prove to a blind girl he
Daddy, I’m broken, this time it’s for real
But my feeds all say don’t be afraid of the way that you feel
I think I’ve been chosen by that little
exactly what I'm going to do
By the look in your eyes
I know you want to
Do the ratata under the covers don't you
Cause she got the moves
She on the move
never dies
My dream of being Elvis
All but passed me by
Well I wonder if she's pumping gas
I bet she's doing fine
Hey Ronnie if you're out there
I
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