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the price (nope!) But I'll be bouncing right near you on a mountain bike! (a hood near you) That's where I hound ya wife, she see the four pounds of ice
7:4 The husband owns his wife's body and she owns his form Don't mean at all that we should walk upon each other But rather that we should out honor one
mandatory that you was apart of my life and as the years go up i might just make you my wife Oooooiii We can't fall out about things that can't be held on by
Swinging from a vine, like step in my limelight My kids and my wife and my life got my mind right Now, what do you do when they spray with the AK Retaliate
Collected by a widow along with the flag 41-Gun salute, 4 jets in the air Now that's going out of style Your contribution was fear What you reap is what you
you die Nothing but trappers with straps by my side She popped a perky, she feeling alive 4 4 had told her she cant spend a night I only speak what I
Daddy had him a lady With my mom on the side I came into this world Chip on my shoulder No lie Age four I was good New daddy came by Married momma In July
featuring Master P Verse 1 (Master P) Put his face on a T shirt and say ashes to ashes and dust to dirt I live my life nigga
Isaiah I.T.4 League with the greatest hit up Mama Look I then really made it Uh And that's on my life I'll live my dreams while sleepless working Create my
for his life, reaching for his wife Shot him in the back of the head and shanked him with a knife And that goes for anybody who's gotta pay they
know through this song That Life Goes On [Chorus] So I moved on to the next phase a my life I finally met the women I would make my wife It was
Still them 1-6-Ooh niggas, straight up Whoa, hold up, hold up The nozzle aim, rip through your frame for pocket change Fiend for the Rush Hour 4
We in the time of our lives baby Turn the music up, Primetime Yeah, primetime, beat by Dion, our third eon That's what the fuck we on Mo'
do it for my fam Used to want a better life, you'll never understand Missing out on dinner, so my kids are always fed The wife and I had to suffer, so
one, and one invented not by our venerable ancestors, but by a devilishly clever marketing firm, not to symbolize your everlasting love, but to make
got the boot Been had a check stunting on you Walk in the bank I got a bank Been had a sack livin that Life You aint never seen a nigga do a drive by
I think you're my light It's shining so bright Can you be my wife? Could you change my life? I know what I bring to the table alright! Do not mistake
for his life, reaching for his wife Shot him in the back of the head and shanked him with a knife And that goes for anybody who's gotta pay they
One two three four Jimmy was a hardworking man Gathering up all the cash he can His wife was the light of his life She brought a sparkle into his
grand Running miles for the modern man They say this life is short but I got many more to give So I'mma live it like Im just had twenty-four to live
It's four in the morning, the end of December I'm writing you now just to see if you're better New York is cold, but I like where I'm living
and israel is his wife Love you yes my god with all my Heart my soul and my might When i feel you by my side Yes i'm flying like a kite I feel you by my side
the credit Don't ask me who's who I built this brick by brick Filthy rich guiltiness Cause having nothing Had me cuckoo Never shot a man In my life But I will
All of this money really changed my life My bm a whore, she cannot be my wife I swear to God, man, she ruined my life I'ma beat them cases, it's all
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