you tell me I don't love you You say I'll never care Maybe I don't love you no no But I'm getting there Oh girl I'm getting there You're the kind
just stand there bust a move Your best friend Harry has a brother Larry In five days from now he's gonna marry He's hopin' you can make it there if
I'm so ahead of ya Take that to the head brother before I walk up on your bed brother And paint your blood in red brother, you heard what I said, brother
food fight) Here we go, back in the house for the 9-whatever (Food fight) With the bacon and egg sandwich You ain't bringing groceries, G, your groove is getting
getting tested And if I don't say, "Yes" a nigga quick to get arrested That's the reason I stay zestin' I keep a vest on my chest incase the cops is getting
Written by Michael Bacon "Hey man, how great were the 60's?!" - "Well...uh..." MB Overweight 60's rock star, staring from the TV screen Begging
, "no way" Girls are fakin', goodness sakin' They want a man who brings home the bacon Got no money, and you got no car Then you got no woman, and there
J. Blige:] Mmmmm, souls are captured Dreams are stolen, hearts are broken Evil blatantly rewarded Hate surrenders, Love exalted Hope elated, negativity is shorted Why is the bomb always getting
stand there, bust a move (break down) Your best friend Harry has a brother Larry In five days from now he's gonna marry He's hopin you can make it there
stand there bust a move [Verse Four:] Your best friend Harry has a brother Larry In five days from now he's gonna marry He's hopin you can make it there
smelling on your flowers, nappy hairy chest, look it's Austin Powers! (Ah yeah, baby). I hear you tokin' on them fag pipes clod, but you said it best, "There
palm trees Leaves to eat And a roof over my dome, a home Kool A.D.: Alone, Macaulay Culkin, stardogs Don't even go there again, girlfriend There's
because I'm so ahead of ya Take that to the head brother, before I walk up on your bed brother And paint your blood in red brother You heard what I said ? brother
