(talking) hay baby, i wish you can see what i have on right now you so sexy, imagine how, intense it would be, to hold me right now, my songs playing (
Some girls gotta get Coco Chanel Some get the luck of the draw I got a girl lookin' naturally well Hippest chick you ever saw She like wearin' powder
Hey! Let me tell you now Ooh, baby Trying to decide, trying to decide If I really wanna go out tonight I never used to go out without ya Not sure I remember
[Bobby Valentino - Verse 1] Shorty put on my t-shirt (t-shirt) Shorty put on my t-shirt (t-shirt) Shorty put on my t-shirt (t-shirt) Ok, (?) kinda fine
(Raido killa) (Hey) (Ey, let me tell you now) (The american dream) (Ooh baby) Tryna decide, tryna decide if I really wanna go out tonight. I never used
Hello, yo, what's up this is Jamie, what you doing? I was just thinking about you yeah, I was thinking about you too I just got one question to ask you
One two three four When you've got a clean smile You can walk with style He can be naked with no brain In your pussy I'm cumming And I love you and always
I've been insane, well, the time is slow The pope don't matter when the pawn is your sea Don't you agree? When you're around I'm wound around your thumb
No one dared to shuffle that shower When nobody cares to be clean Was not even touched by the water Just another Nazi scheme, yeah The big takeover,
The curtains were made for moving 'Cause you know sometimes you are not always there You don't need it now, your head's shaped like a cow Till all is
I want an ela-bon with you [unverified] Climb as those yawning from the sun Your head knows me In between you gotta play, rest, hey smile Please tell
11. blood on my neck A suit that date spines, Does fine in the winter. Occasionally fine Splinter feels bright I've got blood on my neck, From success
By john frusciante Transcribed by thatyou There's a powdered sun dripping through a porthole In a set design Can you read your name It's been so long
My smile is a rifle Won't you give it a try? So we like the way we dance baby When notes come to you I know i love you You're all i see My smile is
Drive up and down thru water Live where poor Big dreams nice Sighing babys go to work My name's rooted look Thru the back of the room Play him a tune
ITA'S AN INSTRUMENTAL SONG, SO THERE IS NO LYRICS