Lyrics:
couldnt really tell it by looking at my wrist
You couldnt really tell if u looking in my eyes
Youll see a lotta pain lotta thangs i dnt miss
[hook]
Bless
of this world
Out of this world, no
All of these things that you request
Just to make a girl jump in your bed
Doesn't work with me I'm not impressed
You
but he can still eat the booty
Brian McKnights tight
Joe is lookin kinda slow
and oh what about D'Angelo
I want some of that brown sugar and what
watch
more
Brother and nem jumped out the store, yeah, they ain't saying no more
Stick singin' live just like D'Angelo, yeah
Hit him in his head, bust his
Her moms was a customer
She used to love to buy the books by Octavia Butler,
Parable of the Sword? the main character's name was Lauryn,
What her
let you go
Should of been you laying by my side
Should of been you with me every night
But instead you had to play
Now I'm on my way
See you
Yea I can't understand
I've been building by myself as a lonely man
Yea I can't understand
Maybe I'll never understand
Yea I can't understand
I've
By the shores of old Lake Michigan
Where the hawk wind blows so cold
An old Cub fan lay dying
In his midnight hour, the toll
Around his bed,
Raw backwards on all you rappers
What's happening? Another baptism by pastor black lip
I'm mashing across the masses
My movement massive
I'm
are migratory?
ARTHUR: Not at all, they could be carried.
GUARD #1: What -- a swallow carrying a coconut?
ARTHUR: It could grip it by the husk!
GUARD
Yeah ah
I was made by the mess (Play with the drip it got slippery splash)
I was made by the mess (Check at the combos they stitched up like that)
I
Mike, I'm sorry babe, but that's not on our playlist
And by the way, you sound great over the phone
Anyway, if you'd give us your request
We'll be
By the shores of old Lake Michigan
Where the hawk wind blows so cold
An old Cub fan lay dying
In his midnight hour, the toll
Around his bed,
Mike, I'm sorry babe, but that's not on our playlist
And by the way, you sound great over the phone
Anyway, if you'd give us your request
We'll be
you´re here with me, I´m on my own.
Hello Mr. Radio, You friendly speaker,
You played my request today, request to see her.
Your voice comes riding
here with me, I'm on my own.
Hello, Mr. Radio, you friendly speaker,
You played my request today, request to see her
Your voice comes riding home
well, thank you oh, great!
Oh, great, yeah, it's just fine yeah
Well, what are you doing at the moment
By the way? Ah, we're playing in Liverpool
So here we go y'all
Little by little you know
We got the power
And the knowledge to move 'em
And still rock
A super song for the 'cause so
So here we go y'all
Little by little you know
We got the power
And the knowledge to move 'em
And still rock
A super song for the cause so
Feel
yeah, I could only hope
It was appropriate
So make me laugh
As for my last request
If I don't take it back
Would you ignore my last request?
Oh,
the sheeps will be sheared
One by one the sheeps will be sheared
Will you volunteered
Fuck it fuck it
Don't believe everything you hear
Request request
You
an interesting gentleman caller
With a burning request
I said send the man over, I guess
With a script and the cash
Just some poor white trash
From a bayou town
Mike, I'm sorry babe, but that's not on our playlist
And by the way, you sound great over the phone
Anyway, if you'd give us your request
We'll be
here with me, I´m on my own
Hello Mr. Radio, You friendly speaker
You played my request today, request to see her
Your voice comes riding home,
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