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that i can't seem to quit I feel my days are shorter than before Counting the minutes, the seconds my fall But while i'm still here i offer a toast To my
pushed me on the bed and this you can bet In between her legs was real, real wet So I grabbed her by her thighs and I moved up truly She jumped off
a winner? Then again it's kinda late, so what's up with dinner? At my place or my place or my place or my place By the fireplace or the candle light
pushed me on the bed and this you can bet In between her legs was real, real wet So I grabbed her by her thighs and I moved up truly She jumped off
One, two, Bone is coming for you Three, four, better lock the doors Five, six, better load your clips Seven, eight, we're gonna test your fate
of cleanin' your cock Ya burnt seven niggaz, yo, around the block You always leave a trail, 'cause your pussy, it smell Fuckin' ho, ya need to quit thinkin'
on the bed and this you can bet In between her legs was real, real wet So I grabbed her by her thighs and I moved up truly She jumped off the bed and said,
[Cut in Voice] People always asking me, man how do you make a hit record, well here's what I do [Abdominal] Pulling the king and the seven
an opportune to play Flanked by ol' Stew and Trey Cause there ain't no cure for suicide Seven seconds after I dissolve into the fiery gates of hell Locked
life I don't know, on my life Yo, nigga check the stacks, check the results We in your top five by default I swear to God we're putting UK rap
feel Would she go in shock, die to? ,this shit is real I wonder how you feel when you know it's right by And if you do, does your soul go sky high ?
distance Freedom, long earned Relinquished in seconds Only numbers on the street Algorithms bouncing to the beat Bow to your masters You are only numbers
STAND UP (Play Ball) Words and music by Tommy DeCarlo, Bruce McKagan grab a dog and a bottle of beer the ballgames almost here lets get it on cuz
7TH ROW CENTER FIELD YANKEES DOWN BY ONE |I HEARD THE CRACK OF THE BAT THAT GAME WINNING HOME RUN|I STRETCHED OUT MY ARM PRAYING IT WAS LONG
Hmm hmmm hmmm 3 am, phone rings, here we go again Seven missed calls Now you're calling from your friends Whiskey and coke I can hear it on your
I was staring at you eating saltines when I realized if we make it to tomorrow then we've pulled off our greatest heist yet it's seven weeks and one
best now I'm sick Fuck and I don't know what to do Seven billion but not one like you Ain't it crazy how we built for Two years but it took ten Seconds
lid Thats where the lion and both of the hedgehogs are hid There's Totoro and a couple of more of those one eyed guys from the second hand store They're
(Ayy, Nephew Ric, tell 'em what's good, seven) This shit for my kinfolk (Ayy, lil' Ric, talk to 'em for a second, homie, do that) This shit for my
I poured you a glass of wine and drank it for the second time Then 7 PM turned to 10 I'm still alone and my lips are red But not in a good way
no traces I'm the ace to shovels So sick, muthafucka cover face with muzzles (Yeah!) Flushing, Queens, twenty seven years strong Where you think
There used to be a café a few blocks away, Open seven days, called The Brilliant Mistake Where a crow-haired girl with scarlet lips And slender
I love you and I care I wish you all the best throughout the rest of your career?" And then she broke into tears I pressed seven, took the phone
{Big Mike:} Playin with cake for the 19nigga7 Fo sho Knawmean? Big daddy style {Big Mike:} Now come and get a glimpse of this
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