Lyrics:
Murphy's Law
Generation X—will I ever be your ex?
Flaws of a baby step', mauled by the mouth a bit
Pause, put me under stress, crawled under rocks,
the rough baby
But you got me running otta trust baby
Had dem bitches by the bus baby but I let it all go for us baby
No more luck baby
I den heard enough now
gotta call me up
(Call me up)
Baby, when you wanna do it all night
When you wanna make love right (call me up)
Just gotta call me up
(Call me up
the people's champ
Pap the golden apple out the camp
Don't ever tell me what I can't
Up the Drac' and make a nigga tap dance
Beat the pot, hit it the with
"Money ain't a thing"
And we up 'til six in the mornin
When the sun rise, we be on it
Ooh, I got five, you know it's all live
Tell me when to go, baby
'cause it's snowin'
Hey baby
Tie me up, pin me down
Flip me over, upside down
Make me make that fucking sound
Hey baby
What's crackin'? Who you
baby, hey!
All the boys get the girls in the back
Check it out, it's Bounty Killer, and No Doubt
Jump on the stage makes me going crazy
Afterwards
baby, hey!
All the boys get the girls in the back
Check it out, it's Bounty Killer, and No Doubt
Jump on the stage makes me going crazy
Afterwards
baby, hey!
All the boys get the girls in the back
Check it out, it's Bounty Killer, and No Doubt
Jump on the stage makes me going crazy
Afterwards
me, diseased, and crumblin'
Babies doin' dope cause daddy did it right in front of them
Everybody want to blame music for they bad kids
Sittin' up in
just bounce it
Make it go round and round
Go round and round
Baby just bounce it
Make it go up and down
Up and down down
Baby just bounce it
Make it
time)
Make it up three time (Three time)
Come make it up three time (Three time)
Pick it up four time (Four time)
Come pick it up four time (Four time)
CHORUS
I hope that you’re proud
I hope that you’re proud
Cuz I gave it my all
But I’m not where I promised
I would be by now
I hope that you’re proud
I
when you move by me baby
'Cause my heart is still
Don’t you shake it up
Now that I’ve cried my love to sleep
Don’t wake it up, don’t wake it up
Don’t
don't do shit
Gotta get back in the stu, gotta make it
Watch me when I make it, break the matrix
Watch me get a motherfucking house by the forest with all
this club (baby, put it on me, make love tonight)
They can keep watchin'
Baby, I don't give up in this club
Ahem, shawty want a thug
It started
hips make me forget about the cash baby
I'm fucked up bout you and that booty
Like a pirate finding treasure
I'm just tryna get into it
Once I'm in that
you want it
(I'm givin' it)
Give you what you need when you need it
(It's all for you, it's all for you)
Baby we're all gonna make it
We came up
that lottery, I hit it
I'd like to kinda make up for
A lot of things that just seemed not to go right
Don't want you to think I'm tryin' to buy back
leavin' no clues, nigga
Hold on, I'm Lil Top, nigga, believe that
I make it jump like, like crack in the '80s
Baby, these bitch ass niggas ain't crazy
to make a dance to this song man!
Y'knahmean; ain't no WAY you can't dance on this
Uh, T-Pain!
I want my baby back! And I thought it would be easy
But it's
that shit bang, bang, bang
Make that shit bang, bang, bang, bang, bang
Pop that ass for me, baby, make that shit bang
Load it up, aim, pop, shoot it
your toes
So get up, throwdown
We're funkward bound
Hey, the Sugarhill gang is in your town
Now, baby doll and all you daddy-o's
Scream it out
your toes
So get up, throwdown
We're funkward bound
Hey, the Sugarhill gang is in your town
Now, baby doll and all you daddy-o's
Scream it out
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