Lay down my dear brothers Lay down and take your rest I want to lay your head upon your Savior's breast I love you all but Jesus loves you the best And
ridin With A Bitch I Call Hot Mouth Shelly. She Poppin Exstacys And Get That Cotton Mouth Heavy. I Give'r A Bottle Water Bitch Break Out Sweatin Then
Marks I erase like racism I'm as large as a bigot Groove is my escapism when I'm bubbly I just kick it What I need from you is understanding that I'
[music: Potasz, Konarska; lyrics: Potasz] Nie widzA?... bo wzrok zamyka mi oczy duszy. Bo w gA?owie.... jak kruk pilnuje i myA?li plA?cze Bym nie wyrzekA
(Let's get ready to rumble) In this corner we have the funk body snatcher P Funkadelic and I gotcha hard enough That I can chew a whole bag of rocks Chew
Gettin' Some - Shawnna [Chorus] I was gettin some head Gettin gettin some head I was gettin some head Gettin gettin some head I was gettin some head
I met you through a common friend in the attic of my parents house and though I didn't know it then I soon was finding out you are the roots that sleep
They're starting to open up the sky They're starting to reach down through And it feels like we're living in that split-second Of a car crash And time
[Chorus x 8] Gimme sum, Gimme sum Head in here you selfish pig (La Chat) I'm creepin up through the cut I got the mask upon my face I hope no one's in
Woo, c'mon, uhh Clap, one, two, three and to the fo' Girl drop ya body, break it down to the flo', whoa (Cool and Dre, y'all did it again, uh) Get naughty
Mic check Mic check Mic check C'mon I'm a professional, pimpin' like rational Worldwide, but it's national You betta ask them hoes and ask them clothes
God, help those who don't help the others God, help those who don't help the others Some of us have more rights than the others Some of us have to fight
[...] Don't you bring me any flowers, flowers wither by the day No more promise of tomorrows, no todays or yesterdays, just give me some cash [...] Mucho
pechos despampanantes mientras yo ganaba Ganaba y ganaba, y ganaba Y gane mucha pasta mas con mi rubia del brazo Y jugando a las tragaperras me agencie otro kilazo Suma
Division is confusion It can drive you up a wall Like any good illusion It ain't anything at all One was always fine before We figured out how to get
The way you look at her Is the way you use to look at me When things were different Too many changes have gone down Strange vibrations all around Makes
Long time no see. so tell me, how are things? just cause i was wondering-what ever became of you? you dont look well, cant hide it, i can tell. i know
Are you ready for some darkness Are you ready for some fun? Do you wanna touch the right tonight Or do you want to grab your hat and run? Are you ready
