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your attention
Ask for your number you're breaking the tension
My heart is cruising around when you talking
Imma be loosing my doubts when your walking
just take the account that you're still alive as a good sign
You better ask somebody
A 90's dad
I think I'm going mad
I swear last night I was chasing
All my whole life momma you're my fitness
My baby, my power, mama you're my hero
When I drive by, all they see is greatness
B'cos of you mom I killed my
the right filter for taking that selfie
My Ireland is rich land dressed by Penneys
My Ireland is The Quiet Man
And Waterford Whispers shouting for us all
My
shoot us in the-
Woah, uh-oh, uh-oh
You ready mama? (Yup)
I'm so proud of you (yup)
You're gonna have so much fun
They gonna shoot us in the air,
you really need.
To be a good racehorse mama, a good jockey 's what you really need.
‘Cause when you get on your home stretch, you don't know how
instead of Solar Flex
But I pump skill, to build what I can build and still feel good
The baddest hoes be sayin', "Oh you're real good"
Fella a city
good my woman is kind
Na she dey my mind eh
My baby dey humble she sabi smile
Her beauty na bomb oh
And I know when everything hard ọ
She goin stay by my
(Theme from) East Plains: Get Out!
Words & Music © December 31, 2015 by R. Fairwood
Clarky Eff and Rusty knew they both was trapped:
Clarky
lonesome, baby, sleepin' by yourself
When the woman you've been lovin' is in love with someone else
You're a mean mistreatin' mama, you mistreat me all
you're feeling good
I love you baby, I love you so
I love you baby, let the good times roll
Let the good times roll
We're rolling
Mama roll and it won't be
I loved you
But you don't pay that no mind
You're a mean mistreatin' mama
And you don't mean me no good
You're a mean mistreatin' mama
And you don't
single mother, know it's hard for you mama
By yourself, it's just a struggle
This one's for all my single mothers
This one's for all my single mothers
I
of the Police.
Lee is the third child from her family; she loves soccer and wants to be a footballer, but the circle of her friends isn’t too good, she left home
to cling to
Mama's gonna love you just as much as she can (you're so cold)
And she can
It's a good thing you don't have bus fare (it's a good thing)
It
[Ben Hilly]
Run that back!
When the beat slaps
You gotta run that back
Hook
Reminisce,
Take it back
All the way to good times
Bring it back
a full grown man
It's a struggle, livin' like a good boy oughta
In the summer, watchin' all the girls pass by
When your mama, heard the way that you'd
Ride for me don't lie to me
It's that look in your eyes
That's gone backfire on me
Can tell you're here for a
Good time not a long time
Don't tell me
Uh
Uh huh
Uh huh
Uh
Uh huh
Uh huh
Aye
Aye
Yo mama kicked me out her house
Just cuz i'm tighter than her blouse
I'm Tom, she Jerry
Flyer than Fairy
When I first met you mama you was so nice and kind
You done got reckless and changed your mind
But you're the stomp down rider
Now you're the stomp
(Cause I love you to death)
Trife (project life) yeah you might say that
Murder crimes and (drugs) man, they're goin way back
When (some by the pen
Radio, TV, and even the press
That was the meanin of V-A-P-O-R-S
The meanin' of this word without no doubt
Means nobody wanna be down when you're
Back in the Dana Dane when you had to entertain as an MC
Back in the Dana Dane when you had to entertain as an MC
Rollin' with Da Youngstaz Rotten
a full grown man
It's a struggle, livin' like a good boy oughta
In the summer, watchin' all the girls pass by
When your mama, heard the way that you'd
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