but shit I don't want it, who want it? How could it be mine and I'm still hungry, still hungry Lost and lonely, so I holler at the voices of the wind
she's cute, I got my mask on my eye Lickin splits that switch and change her whole voice pitch "ayyy papi, why you go so low? " I got scuba
green uniforms with a orange basketball logo [Unverified] the group solo, that's right, dolo With the commissioner of the basketball Passin' y'all in my ASR Rolls Royce Y'all can't stop my voice
to change your plans Flying solo, your life is in your hands Flying solo Flying solo, your life is in your hands Flying solo Flying solo, your life is in your hands Flying solo
So low, the curb looks like a skyscraper So high, the stars are under me So quiet, I can hear the blood rushing through my veins So low, I feel like I
[Deeper voice {Lighter voice} (Diddy)] That boy, {I see ya lil daddy} (young city) That grill, {I see ya lil daddy} (we here now, bad boy south) That
can get the dick of the Eaze, if you can deal with the size But if you can't, parental discretion's advised! {*echoes*} {*bass guitar and piano solo for a minute*} [Unknown voice
told you I would Out of nothing you find your own authority Cleanse the water to send your holy blessings I'm flying solo, I'm falling so low, where
skinned, steps into the picture Program is fixed, the mix will let you get your Hand around waist, space drippin' from moisture Strokin' the neck, you suspect that she'll voice
jane a hit young mothafuckas gettin raised like pits. nigga can you feel the hatred, i want you to die. creepin bolo, always solo, chewy got me high my eyes are low
know I'm the king rapper dancehall disco I'm not a groupie, well I?m just solo Pull it mi selector waan yuh tek it down low Come all my fans let mi
{ D } SHAKE YOUR TAIL Ray Charles { lead voice, keys, solo } Well I heard about the fella you've been dancing with All over the neighbourhood
I need your love so bad Need your sweet voice to whisper in my ear Need your gentle fingertips babe to wipe away my tears Cause when the lights are low
the flowers croon In the tiki, tiki, tiki, tiki, tiki room I sing so beautiful, I should sing solo Si, so low we can't hear you My voice may not be
the girl from yesterday Learn To Be Still It's just another day in paradise As you stumble to your bed You'd give anything to silence Those voices
I need another clue And I could also use a towel And how goes the medium tempo Slaying all the teachers like the class of '84 And down low you know that my fidelities low
the Master's voice, magic words from ancient times I'm feeling strange inside Oh...as if something has taken my mind [solo: Andy] I hear the Master's voice
