Lyrics:
Sexy ladies, by the bus stop, with a kid in a pram and a lollipop
Drive past listening to sick hip hop, pull over in the car and i'm into the shop
A bird
you on the outside
Somehow I know that we are gonna get by
So stop acting like a lady come
And cry like a baby on the outside
(Outside)
I know
Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey!
Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey!
Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey!
Hey! Hey! Hey!
It's monday
But I don't care
Because I know someday
I'll be a freeman
I'll
One, two, take a look at you
Death by matrimony!
Hey sucker,
(What the hell's got into you?)
Hey sucker!
(Now there's nothing you can do.)
right now
Sleep when you're dead
Oh hear the clock
Tick as time goes by
The wrinkles in your
Face start to crack and dry
It's not over until
The fat lady
as gospel no more
The lady and the lover
Were talking to each other
With satin kisses
And candy corn, hey-hey,
Hey-hey
Five years later
There's
me
The way you love me
The way you love me
I think, I think, I think I'm losin' control
Hey lady
I know it gets hard sometimes
Hey lady
You
is all right by me,
And I kinda like that style
Uh-oh. Uh-oh. Here we go again
I don't know, I don't know,
What I'm sayin'.
Hey man. Hey man.
I
lady's got to come first
I can tell by your hesitation there's trust issues
You get excited, ignite it, highly combustible
You on a higher vibration,
Attack me with your love, baby
Hey
When you walk, when you pass me by
There's reasons that come immediately to mind
One is I'd like to have
here
Mocha Choca lata ya ya Creole lady Marmalade
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh Hey, hey, hey, hey
Everybody can can!
Harold Zidler: Dies ist eine Geschichte über
biz, you don't play around
Cover much ground, got game by the pound
Getting paid is a forte
Each and every day, true player way
I can't get her out of my
chick I'm blowin her mind
Hey yo bar tender (Aye yo bartenda!) let me get another shot (tipsy!)
Bring one (thaank you!) for the sexy lady next to me whose
this one for my thugs
Hey yo, niggas want to drive by the hood and dump
Come on stupid, I clap up from your hood to the trunk
Foot on the floor,
at your mami games house
And every now and then I just pass by and get it
(Tsipib) aha hey wena
Aha hey wena (Ekse Tsibip)
Aha hey wena
U tla shwa hey wena
Bust it
This here's a jam for all the fellas
Tryin' to do what those ladies tell us
Get shot down 'cause ya overzealous
Play hard to get,
Well, who's the lucky man?
Hey, nonny, nonny, is it you?
Hey, nonny, nonny, nonny, no
Hey, nonny, nonny, is it you?
Hey, nonny, nonny, nonny, no
to be.
One, two, take a look at you
Death by matrimony!
Hey sucker,
(What the hell's got into you?)
Hey sucker!
(Now there's nothing you can do.)
ladies (hey baby what's happenin)
What's your name and your number girl (how you doin tonight darlin)
(check it out I have these two tickets to this
Bust it
This here's a jam for all the fellas
Tryin' to do what those ladies tell us
Get shot down 'cause ya overzealous
Play hard to get,
oh hey hey hey, hold on.
Yeah, that's the one by me, yo. Yeah. {the beat starts}
They just don't know, I'm in the strip club tonight.
I ain't
her my lady
She dey drive me crazy eh
She dey do me well hey
She dey give me shitan uh
No be fake
E no dey fade
My lady
She dey give me shitan
She be
missin' Like the kids on the carton of milk
Hey, I can snatch something bad outta the hood
And bring 'em back to the pad out by the woods
You know
daddy)
Now I do it for the ladies, do it for the ladies
I do 'cause I want to push a Caddy or Mercedes
I do it for my dudes, do it for my dudes
All my
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