Lyrics:
holla
Money's the leash, drag a bitch by her dog collar
Now ho follow
This is my ghetto story like Cham, Ice-P is the Don Dada
Open the Frigidaire, 25
(Long enough to hold on)
Young enough to chase our dreams
We were captured by romantic things
Touched by love until it made us cry
How our hearts
the entire colony have one-by-one been through
The same glorious romantic tragedy with the same three Lamia,
Who regenerate themselves every time,
once was Granada
It still can be found in the hills all around as I wander along
Entranced by the beauty before me
Entranced by a land full
the moonlight of San Antone
There by the mission you let your position be known
That you loved me so
Don't forget where it started
Remember the Alamo
I
her about you, mmm hmm
She kept coming closer, the magic was there
She wore an expression that made people stare
It looked so romantic, darling, I
and put a puncture in your liver
I can tell by the way you act so soft you like my type of nigga
Better get romantic with ya make love to ya by the river
can tell by the way you act so soft you like my type of nigga
Better get romantic with ya make love to ya by the river
I'm wit the wine glass to go
and put a puncture in your liver
I can tell by the way you act so soft you like my type of n****
Better get romantic with ya make love to ya by the river
a puncture in your liver
I can tell by the way you act so soft you like my type of nigga
Better get romantic with ya make love to ya by the river
I'm wit
and put a puncture in your liver
I can tell by the way you act so soft you like my type of nigga
Better get romantic with ya make love to ya by the river
Hollywood playground
There's Royalty
In Beachfront California
Tell me have you ever seen
The most Romantic Dream?
Where life goes sailing by
Before your
Turn and run nothing can stop them
Around every river and canal
Their power is growing stamp them out
We must destroy them
They infiltrate each city
We're warm by the fireside
Darkness is drawing near
Candlelight shows through the night and makes for a very romantic mood
Bearskin rug beside
I met a girl by the factory wall
I dreamed a dream by the old canal
And I kissed my girl by the factory wall
Dirty old town
Dirty old town
on the pole
stupid ass jeans dumb ass swagg
beat it from the back
make her never ever eat that
so beans throw it back i get it from the root canal
i don't
You were making me dreamy
Stunned by a love got to do what your head says
Could not let it stop me
They got one leaving today
And it's going away
You were making me dreamy
Stunned by a love got to do what your head says
Could not let it stop me
They got one leaving today
And it's going away
di girl and mek dem bawl out fi Jah Jah
(Yo, sim simma) And ah me got di girls dem power
(Sim simma) Yeah, we cool and Mya sing by di hour now
I
a romantic tune
The dancing's the dancing tonight
Her partner is perfect, he's light on his feet
The footwork is graceful, perhaps they might meet
By
auditory
Canal Street, is my territory
For gold glory, reachin my hand
to smack rappers, and makin em stand outside
waitin for me, to tell them, my
Faces Children From Places
That I Once Knew
Caught By Surprise
Lips on My Eyes, Kiss or Two
Should it Be You?
I Run Away From His Passes
And he
Desperate and hungry
Conscience fades
Born killer
Harsh, degraded
Romantic dreams
Of existence simple
Consumed by a
Primitive impulse
Natural state
Life is
will you?
One in the morning, baby
Two by noon
Isn't it romantic?
Maybe I'll be leaving soon
Like it doesn't matter, baby, coffee for two
I
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