up man this shit ain't goin down Trust me, trust me I know her man itt's gonna go down just be cool, be cool She's never gonna buy that shit Trust me
bleed. And we can just blame it on the weed. Little freak. Sucking me off makin my knees weak. Rubbin my nuts when I cum makin my face tweak. She makes me
make you feel like, real nice All up in yo' bed like, next to me Watch me get yo' head right, come with me I can get yo' head right Let me fuck wit
you don't like me Its not likely that we'll ever be friends Why pretend? (Ma, Banks' back at it again) I don't like you, you don't like me Its not likely
a game no mo' Queens in this motherfucker You know All my Jersey niggaz, all my Boston niggaz All my Brooklyn niggaz, Brooklyn sir what up! Yeah, holla at me
me wrapped around your little dirty finger? Hey could you please draw me a picture And you might as well make me look like a man. I don't even care if you don't love me
Remember those guys in Scotland? What about New York? Boston? Oh, look at this guy I know (Hi girls, what's happening?) Not you! Well Hey dog get away from me
dryer than a raisin hot like Cajun bringing all the girls to the Days Inn ready for a little love making yeah i want it now but they tell me have some
there's nobody around She studies me closely as I sit down She got a pretty face, with long white shiny legs I said, "Tell me what I want," she say, "
Mary And I am so ordinary And you can use me if you want to I know you need me just like an old soft shoe She looks like me but a bit prettier She's
to levy a burdensome tax on the population In the form of a subway fare increase Citizens, hear me out, this could happen to you Well, let me tell you
by many names by there is one you cannot deny My name is Satan, hi everybody! Ahh, let me tell you a little about myself My friends all call me old scratch
: all of nature talks to me. if I could just figure out what it was try O tell me. listen! trees are swinging in the breeze. they're talking to me. insects
Boston to Denver And every town in between The people they all look the same Only the names have been changed But now that I'm home again I'll tell
feast frighten the peaceful powerless thought in the head with decree attorney singe my dread in the darkness know it well siege of face love to tell
, please, don't tell me you're pregnant. Please don't tell me you're pregnant. Cathy: Right now that would be easier to tell you than what I have to tell
bunch of bullshit while I was payin' my dues They say my music make a gangsta wanna pop somethin' Well tell them niggas to get poppin' and stop frontin' You heard of me
don't like me It's not likely that we'll ever be friends Why pretend? (Ma, Banks' back at it again) I don't like you, you don't like me It's not likely