Lyrics:
a Suplex, the sun east, the moon west
You got a clue, what does a clue get?
Nothing
My milk and honey, my Cherie-Cherie Amour
My Cinderella in her
A little story about a boy I used to know
Always fascinated by the sounds on the radio
Late at night with the moon up high
He listened to the bass
to cry, go to march, go to die
I'm hoping you open your 3rd eye you couldn't see god if rode by
We on the other side of the moon...
we smoking my nigga we
Wish I may. Wish I might. Upon my favorite star.
Let me see, let me feel the world from where you are.
Someday soon, Mr. moon I will touch your face.
of thinking
That was the worst of the crimes
By the time they killed Ms. Bonnie
She had already died 3 times
A full moon was flyin’
The wind was high
to do with it, motherfucker I did it
Yeah, Young Tune, gorilla monsoon
Mr. Martian will hang your ass from the moon
Cause you don't get sun, you just
Once upon a time in an obscure
Part of the Milky Way Galaxy
There was a spinning ball of water and
Rock ruled by the forces of evil
The Devil
say I'm wrong
I ain't really seen land in a minute
AWOL spaceman, wave to the Mrs
Faint transmission after nothing
For the summer
I have never seen so
Bitch I'm goin in I won't stop by any means
Wrist watch gold teeth yeah I feel like Mr. Clean
Write a couple hits, I'ma do it for the team
Cock
Oh, Mr. Moon, wont you come back soon
Another day goes by without her at my side
I'll take the midnight train out of town
She broke my heart
a take you to the moon so come an catch a vibe
Floating in the air
Way up in the sky
I got my party people right here by my fucking side
Lets take
swimming no Mr. Phelps
Few grand in the wishing well
Just wishing that wishing helped
It hasn't worked in these waters
Howl at the moon
So my brothers know
happy and never make you cry
Mrs.Po , is what you'll go by
I swear this love is a drug
Cuz it gets me so high
I can feel our connection
Like if it's WiFi
bouta get found by a fisherman
Yeaa, you guys is bitches, little girls
And Mr. Smith & Weston wanna kiss ya pussy pearl
Tongue kiss an angel and spit fire
Tony Montana
Maison Margiela boot right up in Manor
Wiz Khalifa da reefer, smoke by the pound
Drunk on Juicy J like I'm on the brown
Touching that
monsoon
Mr martian will hang your ass from the moon
Cause you don't get sun, you just get it soon
Turn your ID to a tomb
Goons are us, the foods for us
We
be here
So let's do this tonight
Hold up, let's do this
My love can be the truest
You can call me Louis, yes, Mr. Moon
Run up on that ass, you can call
Uh, GOOD Music, this our year
Backing drums by DJ Premier
Now let me count it down
Who the fuck up in here
Common, Don, Old G, battle rap, oh
That
There was a moon and a street lamp
I didn't know I drank such a lot
'Til I pissed a tequila anaconda
The full length of the parking lot
Oh, I
There was a moon and a street lamp
I didn't know I drank such a lot
'Til I pissed a tequila anaconda
The full length of the parking lot
Oh, I
It's Mr. Never been shit, yours truly
A couple new hits wont move me
Mr. Playing With Some Hearts Like a Trickster
With a hand repping colors like
attendant he was always on the move
Ever since a kid Arokotoko would look at the moon
See a plane fly by and say "I hope you bring my Uncle soon…
I hope you
Bank
Is Ben Frank
Call me Mr Benjamin
I go by Mr Get The Pot Right
I Been Whippin Up
I been Cooking All night
Put them bitches in a pot
I only like em if
You know you turn me on, just by the way you move
Can't be the only one to feel this way about you
But you're waiting for mr. perfect, well he
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