thighs... (Yeah) (Mickey what you mean) I'm promethazine fuck the queen Sniff the white horse of success and then let him lean... (Let'em see) Tryna match my high on life... (Then let
Shawty, go dumb I run her good [Incomprehensible] Give her she got wisdom I took my diamond off my pinky put it on her thumb Now she can't close her
kill for the C-notes But me though, I'm Jack son bitch Tito She wanna play games but this is not bingo Monopoly, I'm past go, go ahead and deep throat
's your cousin Shanice Since I can't be with her, I need you to babysit her" "Besides, she looks up to you, you're her idol And tomorrow is her first violin
does Send her roses just because If it's violins she loves Let them play Dedicate her favorite song And hold her closer all night long Lover her today
your mind, let me know Girl give me the go, give me the go ahead What's on your mind, let me know Girl give me the go, give me the go ahead It's the
a hero Just a small sample of the abstract When the rhyme gets crazy hot and lyrics don't know how to act Whether shooting joints or wax I go all out
OUTSIDE. PRINCIPAL FRANKLIN: YES, GOOD. LET?S HAVE A LITTLE TALK WITH HER. MISS BRIGGS: CARLY, GET IN HERE. RIGHT NOW. MISS BRIGGS SNAPS HER FINGER
up through painted bars And he hears a hairy stranger say "He'll learn to play the violin." His mother's voice is high and sweet, He's got her chin and
come on, come on Let's get, let's get, let's get, let's get rocked Let's get, let's get, let's get, let's get rocked Let's go all the way, get it night
something that you can't control When you try to hold onto it, it makes you let go Things are not like they were before I can hear her crying through
Coupe Deville With the shiny rims, Playing these bitches like a violin. I got more freaks than a carnival, Pop the trunk there's my arsenal. I got bats gats straps so let
you mean) I?m promethazine fuck the queen sniff the white horse of success and then let him lean?(Let?em see) tryna match my high on life?(Then let?
Go 'head Romeo, Do Your Thing [CHORUS] I [?] wanna wit a freaky hoe Tappin' my shoulder, said let's go She turned around and said oh no Ima start loadin
, she do her dirty dance She get dirty money, for her dirty man She give me everything, she take her dirty chance She say I'm something new, not like her
stravinsky..." "i'll give you two clues. let go of your pickle" "what? " "let go of your pickle!" "i'm not
RAOUL Little Lotte let her mind wander Little Lotte thought: Am I fonder of dolls or of goblins or shoes? CHRISTINE Raoul RAOUL or of riddles of frocks
