Lyrics:
feel good when all I'm getting
I want
I want girl be loving
I want you to die, then go crazy
I want you to always stop by being late
I want
I want you
a miracle
I'm a testimony
Of God
I'm an evidence
That God is good
Oh oh hallelujah
Oh oh amen
Look at me
See what God has done
In my life
O por jaburata
I'm
bitcoin
get the money on the low tho
I just want to stack it
Buy a mansion out in SoHo
I just want to eat good
Get seafood by the boatload
But for now
I'm
of the Lord!
KWIRK
(the effects slow down like a record)
Yeow! That baked him good!
HUNKIE
Oh wow, it looks just like Thanksgiving out there!
KWIRK
{Janet} Are you ready?
Free, free, baby,
Boy, when you look at me,
Do you judge me by my cover?
Got to be kiddin' me, to think that I'm that kind
she don't hear it
Says that I'm as quiet as a mouse
I comb my hair and throw some water on my face
And back out of the stillness of our house
all in, let the good times roll
And on a clear night
Who needs the headlights?
Drop it in low, drive by the moonlight
Out here the world don't spin
that's cheap
That's so cheap we're gonna do it again
That's enough okay
Well, by that time
The extract of the Northern dog
Had induced in the fur trapper
the part
That says I'm leaving her this time for good
For sure you see I've left that girl
So many times before yes, I did
By the time I make Albuquerque
I
is pass me by
Can't even talk (talk), 'cause words don't come into my mind
I'd make a move if I had the guts to
But I'm paralyzed, paralyzed,
Sometimes, I don't know why you care
Take me with the good and the ugly
Say, "I'm not goin' anywhere"
Take me as I am, swear I'll do the best I can
Say,
shout-out to my man
MC Homicide and DJ Fatal!
Twin one and two my man Milk!
My man Fred Dawg, the O.G.B. crew!
Y'all know how we flow
And I'm a drop it like
again, now
I'm tired of hearin' all that bullshit
When you gon' play some of that good shit? Damn
I mean, give me some like a
flip flop, really nothing fancy
But get approached by a girl named Tammy
Who looked good enough to be Miss Miami
But say, since I'm her peeps call
flip flop, really nothing fancy
But get approached by a girl named Tammy
Who looked good enough to be Miss Miami
But say, since I'm her peeps call
pro
I made Italian bread like I done made dough
I be all around the map
Write a show by myself like I'm Chelsea Handler
Or write a series 'bout my
We gone fly today, never too high to get by ( BY )
[ HOOK ]
Man, looky here don't it feel good when you treat people right?
Man, looky here don't
Penny-loafers didn't bring no luck,
Should I throw him a rope?
Nope, hell no, not me
I'm rollin' on rollin' on by, yee yee
He don't put a good dip in
Stay wit mi
I'm ridin' high
I'm burning on da cali kush
She's got da goods
Baby just need a lil' push
Raised in da south
My life is like a story
You think we look pretty good together
You think my shoes are made of leather
I'm a substitute for another guy
I look pretty tall but my heels are
been good at that
I wanna live for today
I have such good intentions
And my dreams are no less than that of yesterday
Does anyone really know
Where
It's getting quiet here again
For a minute let's pretend
When I disappear the world stops turning
Getting hassled by my friends
They're telling
the heli-
Shawty, that's what I do, I'm gettin stacks of this on accident
My daughter's 5 what's that mean?
My daughter's daughter is already rich
I'm
some ugly trees!
There was a werewolf honkin',
'long the side of me!
I'm mean 'n i'm bad, (y'know i ain't no sissy)
Got a big-titty girly by the name
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