your mind, so why do i waste my time? you broke my heart for the last time. i trusted you, but now i can't confide, because your love is a lie!
A Chicks Virginity Looking At Your Phone Becomes A Misery Coz She Calls You Up More Times Than Infinty Bitch Let Me Be I Don't Need No Stress I'd Rather Have A Pint And A
hump a dead moose "my bum is on your lips, my bum is on your lips" And if I’m lucky, you might just give it a little kiss And that’s the message that
savin shit, girl you can jump on shady's dick, Straight from the hip, cut to the chase, I'll tell a mo'fuckin slut to her face, Play no games, say no
up! (I love you!) Oh God my brain is racing (I love you!) What are you doing? Change the station I hate this song! Does this look like a big joke? (No
kept a nigga hungry, only eatin when I starved I was ugly, so I robbed, no one loved me, shit was hard Went to God once in a while when it got a little
by any meanz (Words is bond word is bond) (Ja Rule) Now what I love is to see my niggaz on top And I feel that we can't be stopped And my life don't mean shit
a little bumper and it's ((Ja Rule:) AND IT'S ALL FOR RULE) Shit Who gon' love you like that? Thug with you wit a stack to the ceilin And spilt in the
me who you riding wit Rollin nothing but hot shit your bitch my bitch Only difference is bitches on my dick blow dick How i cocok spread hit ho's love that shit
’s close to go and trying some coke And a happy ending is slitting my throat Ignorance the coke man Ignorance is bliss Ignorance is love, and I need that shit
the back of my head It’s like a face that I hold inside A face that awakes when I close my eyes A face that watches everytime they lie A face that laughs
I reminisce how I miss a stare in this space Resort to the lips of a stripper, sprayin' their face Lampin' in a mansion, home alone I hear footsteps, shit
a Teflon .9 And it eats vest, I take a motherfucker out quick Just for talkin' shit, ride rolls, catch hoes like a mitt L.A., Atlanta, New York, yo, my shit
the deal If ya on this ting and you ain't talkin shit I'ma see ya when you make a mill When you make a mill When ya make a mill, I'ma see ya Respected
think Im in love love love I think Im in Love Love Love I think im in love love love love love
why I got a pre-nup I do [Chorus] [Verse 2: Andre 3000] Yeah, Yeah A is for Adamsville B is Bowen Homes See if I give a fuck if you like me you know
hump a dead moose "My bum is on your lips, my bum is on your lips And if I'm lucky, you might just give it a little kiss" And that's the message that
no clothes Then your face pushed in For that shit that you stole We cut your shit with ay jack so products bump And it sits a hundred grand out the
