Don't tell your right hand, baby What your left hand do You know those road check girls Will make your brown breath blue Ooh, ooh, ooh, peaches and cream
When I was a young man, no bigger than this A chocolate egg cream was not to be missed Some u bet's chocolate syrup, seltzer water mixed with milk You
[Intro: Ghostface Killah *talking to himself*] Aiyo, what's wrong man? (Ain't na---, man Yo these niggas over here frontin' on me and shit Talkin'
I'm about cream, I'm about cream X 4 And you know that, I'm about cream And you know that, I'm about cream I'm about, I'm about, I'm about cream ...Monalisa
There's a cannon shooting coconut cream 40 gallons in a steady stream There's a cannon shooting coconut cream 40 gallons in a steady stream It's wing
Geah (hey) Hey We money makers in the house You know how we do it All I needs is my strawberriez -n- cream All I needs is my strawberriez -n- cream Gettin
What that nigga want God? Word up, look out for the cops (Cash Rules) Word up, two for fives over here baby Word up, two for fives them niggaz got garbage
Strange brew, kill what's inside of you She's a witch of trouble in electric blue In her own mad mind she's in love with you, with you Now what you gonna
This is it, it's time for you to go to the wire You will hit 'cause you got the burnin' desire It's your time, you got the horn so why don't you blow
Corrupt my hope In joyous hell Between the lines Lick cream that smells I wish you weren't so beautiful in my eyes (Crawling down my spine to make u
want it with whipped cream on it baby, gimme, gimme, gimme your love. 'Cause I'm hungry, you can't keep it from me lord knows you got more than enough
lustree, contact, un son compact. Les freres coiffes boogie, degrades, Pento, Soul-Glow glissant sur tete de negro. Ce soir funk, zouk, soukouss au Keur
worte sind so nebensachlich verglichen damit was zwischen uns ist dieses bekannte gefuhl lasst uns gottlich sein klange tragen uns dahin wo wir alle
[Intro: 50 Cent] You wan' smoke that? Go 'head, roll it son I don't give a fuck man (Six Figga) Smoke that shit man Or you can smoke crack if you wanna
Who fills the sky Who answers when I cry I feel alone, I feel abused I feel there's nothing I can do It's getting late There's no one home No messages
Cream on me, you will always be My deepest love, yeah, yeah Cream on me, you will always be My deepest love I get an early start I know we're far apart
Mi mente corre como corveta Por eso yo no me tengo que ir a la cayeta Para rajarte el melon uso mi libreta En mi microfono mi metralleta Esto lo se yo
holla at em the boss hogg team,after the show we take the hoes and get the green, take