You about ripped my asshole last time Take some of this Compton dick Let me take off this white shirt so you can see my bird chest You wanna be famous
Because you're livin with the probs that you're tryin to ditch Whether Amy's in the attic, your husband has left And you have to pay for the bills of
Do you Tammy, take this man, George To be your lawfully wedded husband, To love and to cherish until death do you part? (T.W.) sings: I'll take this
my first ki from my baby momma brotha i bought my first ki bought my bought my first ki i bought my first ki from my baby momma brotha i bought my first
want Yea, I'm doing what you can't, hoe Everything I am is everything you ain't, doe When I'm witcha girl, I'ma tell you everything you ain't know She
we quest for love and flings with the finest the life can bring to ya True you two have a thing but ill never ever be singular Guess you can say it's
right hand on the bible, left hand on my rifle keep that for my rivals and evil desciples expand your mission, man to women when they attack do you plan to give in or do you
inherin' To my baby boy a daddy's little angel When I repave the drive way thats where your remains go So I can always have you near my dear And the foo you
back) Like having super pnumonia with out taking my z-pack like me off in a seat function flamed up witha a B hat And im patten my pockets yellin " wheres my
gona give you extra you deserve it baby put a star next to you cause you perfect baby All the time Clock out, clock in for overtime (Tech N9ne) If you
on Do you take this man to be you lawfully wedded husband In sickness and in health, for richer or for poorer For better or for worse, 'til death do you part? I do Do you
off my couch? Have some respect when you come in my house (I'm trying to talk to you, lady) Y'knahmsayin? Have some respect, did your mother teach you
lay you down? What? What? If it's ok we can play in my apartment Is it alright if I lay you down? What? What? If it's ok we can play in my apartment,
a husband Shit, that'll trick on you, buy you a ton of clothes I'm at the tunnel, they let in 500 hoes I'm at the bar, see shorty is bent My ratio up
be fucking Homie you a muffin Call you like a pumpkin Who you think you Punkin Always into somethin Fifty grand is nothing, especially when you hustlin
in there - Listen, anyone! Please tell my husband...look, I have his gun! [A VIETNAMESE] Out of my way, if that's all you've got [CROWD] If I am here
tried to reach you, but what could he do? Please tell me you're not married You don't know, you can't know what I've done to be here You don't know
who loves my husband Chris has a son He has to see him But if he does She'll be there with him I came here to help but what do I do? Now, after this, what can