I've found a new baby I've found a new girl My fashion plate baby Got me in a whirl, whirl, whirl New kind of lovin' Done made me her slave Sweet turtle
Translation: Waters, Ethel. I've Found A New Baby.
Translation: Squirrel Nut Zippers. I've Found A New Baby.
I love my baby, I love my baby So ready I love my baby, I love my baby Well, it's a new hit for the radio Just another jam for the dance floor I really
I love the way look and put your ass out i wanna fuck you but i cant even lie about baby i dont no why u cry about when we talk about leaving this world
It's a shame you don't hear me though And I'm far from a lame, I'ma gigolo I get paid just to spit the flow And I can't even explain when I get at yo
no, I got to see her The new millennium poet Forever show it, can't blow it If you reap it, you sow it I, pay my, dues and it's the rules that I play by Carry the team like I'm A I I
's all right because I love the way you lie I love the way you lie, oh, I love the way you lie, oh So maybe I'm a masochist I try to run but I don't
is what I tell God I made it, upgraded, man I found me a dream and I chased it I was wasting time in and out of cages Now I?m in that S6, feels like
I've found a key upon the floor Maybe you and I will not believe in the things we find Behind the door So what's the matter with you? Sing me something new
i made it! Ooo! i made it I made it I-I-I made it i made it i made it i made it Yes I did Yes I did Yes I did Yes I did Yes I did I-I-I made it
come A half a mil' in twenties like a billion where I'm from An arrogant drug dealer, the legend I've become CNN said I'll be dead by twenty-one Blackjack, I
you a Favor like I owe ya Favor like I owe ya Favor like I owe ya And Ia??m gon' rock your body slowly Do it like I owe you a I want you to beg for
about a hot beat, a hot beat It's about a hot beat, a hot beat A hot hot hot beat And a catchy hook A hot hot hot beat And a catchy hook Nobody gives
will sleep tonight with a hunger for more than an empty fridge I'ma make it by any means, I got a pocketful of dreams Baby I'm from New York! Concrete
sleep tonight With a hunger for more than an empty fridge I'm gonna make it by any means I got a pocketful of dreams Baby, I'm from New York Concrete
the mirror, I'm nowhere to be found Blood, I'm a dog, call me a blood hound Throwing Blood in the air, leave blood on the ground Russia got a red flag
oOOoh, oOOoh (In New York City) (Ouu Yeah, Yeah baby, baby, babe) (New New, New New New, New New New, New New New, New New New, New New New, New York
