Lyrics:
what you've got the whole day through
Aren't you glad you're you?
Every time you're near a rose
Aren't you glad you've got a nose?
And if the dawn
I ride the whole clip
I cock that hoe and let it mother fuckin rip
To sank shit is what I live for
Fuck him, Fuck her
I'm representing
Put some
lookin' to
'Cause you all look the same
Everyone knows your name
And that's your whole claim to fame
Never miss a night
'Cause your dream in life
Is
lookin' to
'Cause you all look the same
Everyone knows your name
And that's your whole claim to fame
Never miss a night
'Cause your dream in life
Is
black, 'cause when my Soul Train hit the track
Target: the Billboard Charts, don't make me start it
The whole industry is gassed up and now they farted
the past
I used to drink like a fish and run like a dog
Done a whole lotta shit not permitted by law
People call me the Picasso of paintin' the town
for you
You could spend a whole life searching
And I could spend the whole day just getting by
But every time the red moon rises
I'll stay up
it was
Written - I'd written it about
The whole Amadou Diallo situation
When it first happened and I
Went to the studio, and I laid
It down and it was
of the
Whole world against me
I know the feeling of the game tryna pimp me
For real it never break me
Or make me move the thing off safety
While I maintain
And we’ll show the whole wide world
That we have a pretty face
Pretty face, pretty face pretty face have we
Pretty face, pretty face pretty face have we
gypsy woman giving me advice
Got a gypsy woman giving me advice
Got a whole lot of tricks
Keep you here all night
Awww yeah
Can you hear me? Can you hear
(Yeah)
She gotta suck my whole soul (ooh-oh)
I'm a soldier, No Limit (Limit)
Just call me lieutenant ('tenant)
I'll be done in a minute (yeah)
I'm
the best view, and if you hate seeing
Shitty bands any of this is not a good
View, this whole everything, everything here
Tom: Mark's middle name is uh,
stop 'til my whole team in thug mansions (yeah)
And I say I like Pac, now that's a thug's passion (ha-ha)
And this the realist shit I ever wrote
yeah
And I'm focused, so it's money everywhere
My whole night was based around paper-chasin'
I'm goin' out to cali' and it's like a vacation
Fuck
없도록
It's like a symphony of you and me
내가 들리니?
Baby, got the thrills
Baby, got the (bring it, bring it)
Let me show you a whole new world, yeah
don't you go downtown
Saddest thing in the whole wide world
Is to see your baby with another girl
(Sally go 'round) oh Sally don't you go ('round
Oh it's been such a long long time
Looks like I'd get you off my mind
Oh but I can't for just the thought of you
Turns my whole world a misty
of headaches a heart that's full of woes
i'm constantly singin' them downhome blues and not many people knows
that leaves me with a twisted view of the whole
If I was on some foggy mountain top
I'd sail away to the west
I'd sail around this whole wide world
To the boy I love the best
If I had listened
fucking lethal
Like a African disease killer people
And it's true I'm messing with your whole crew till you're bogling
Cause your style is now off with
Only you have to power to move me
And together we'll make the whole
World move in sympathy
But I could see before
Only you have the power
contenders with pure chewing satisfaction
Pervade your ultraharmonic with the back of your whole mediocre faction
Sonic boom head zoom contact off
This goes out to everybody in the whole wide world
Fresh coast gettin' rowdy
We don't represent out west we signifyin'
We showin' out
And we
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