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Damn I Wish I Was Your Lover

Sophie B. Hawkins

Cosmopolitan, Vol. 7

1993

oh
Damn, I wish I was your lover
Tryna open up, I wanna come inside
I wanna fill you up, I wanna make you cry
Damn, I wish I was your lover

Damn I Wish I Was Your Lover

Sophie B. Hawkins

Tongues and Tails

1992

oh
Damn, I wish I was your lover
Tryna open up, I wanna come inside
I wanna fill you up, I wanna make you cry
Damn, I wish I was your lover

a stand in
If you leave me lil shawd
Do your damn thing
We can spend all of our lives
Never landing
And you ain’t know the vibe
So you frantic
And you ain’t

and I aint even gon sweat it
Oh and I seen ya bitch the other day n reminded her she could do a whole lot better
Your lil shawty insisted we get a lil

I Want Everybody In The Buildin' To Put Up A Middle Finger Right Now!
(Oh Oh Oh Oh)
Ladies And Gentlemen Once Again It's Me

[Chorus:]
Give Me A Club

You see that funeral got shot up
What funeral
At New Zion last week
Oh oh yeah I saw that on the news
Shot a funeral
They ain't shot no damn funeral

shit then you started doing shitty rap

Luke Luke Son Listen man Dad isn't mad
But how you gonna name yourself after a damn gun and a man bun

Now I woke

, he spoke on T.O., he gone by the weekend
Bad bitch in this party, shake ass and she drinking
I popped the heart, that's the X, now I'm geeking
Oh, he

Without lil Buni by your side
Tonight I'll be in Huntington
You know it's gonna be real fun

I drank four glasses of
Warm white wine last night
With ramp

I boss the beat, they're boxin' me
And I know the whole world looking
Damn. Shit's on fire, man
You, who I call brother, How could you have come

and my name still droppin'
Feel like Mr. Harlow when I ask "what's poppin'?"
Trust, my thumb still blockin'
Trust my thumb still blockin'
Yeah

Oh look

Construction to send me down homestead on a farm.
Oh, Mud Slime, I'm depending on you.
Mr. Mud Slim on the blue horizon.
I've been letting the time go by

Damn damn baby  
Well this how it started ummm 
Blast off like rockets 
Your bitch she on my dick (Yeaaa) 
she a hot topic 
But I won't stop it no  
I

and I'm smokin' by the pound
Had to get lost just so I could get found
In the stu all day
In the stu right now
It's way too loud
Can you turn it down
Oh

Hey, I be goin fast with it
I be leaving mothafuckas in the past with it
Real spice you can call me Mr. Dash with it
He a genius, he be in the upper

up hanging round by them alleys
Street cats creeping like Mr O'Malley
And the polices mission is to make you unhappy
Shoot em down we finna light em up

steel
You know lil' JumpOutBlacc be driving by like, you might just get killed
Ju-ju-jump out with them straps, I'm styling, Balmain on my heels

, Yeah I sit back and laugh while I'm with my side hoe
Oh, Yeah I'm in first never last
I really get to that bag
Yeah and I'm like "Damn I got rich off

Machè, machè, sorry you gon have to stomp the yard
Lil Haitian Gotti
(What you gon do?)
You don't gotta fuck with me (Damn)
How the fuck I'm finna be

I’m feelin good what it do
Fuckin bitches by the two
Sip exclusive pint sealed brand new
I just made a play i’m acting brand new ooh damn big rude

Said i ain't mr put it on
I'm mr put a bitch to bed
From the seven oh four
Queen city watch your whore
Said i ain't mr put it on
I'm mr put a bitch

Percocet by ten
I ain't worried about no damn brunch
Slowed down off these bars
I ain't worried about no damn time crunch
Can't spend money on no hoes
Fuck I

Pimp of the Nation

Kid Rock

Grits Sandwiches for Breakfast

1990

There's only two types of men
Pimps and John's
There's one type of bitch
That's a hoe

God damn hooker this is my world
God damn time to go

Cheshire Cat
Sneaky bastard he led her off her path
I give a wave and I walk on by
Oh Mr. Cheshire you really aren't that sly
Oh Mr. Cheshire you really