My name is Dip Dab and I'm in this to win this My name is Mic Lord and I'm in this to win this The crew is called Da Dozens and we in this to win this
nobody hotter and so on and yada yada God i talk alot of hem-de-lay-la-la-la, oochie walla um da dah da dah da but you gotta gotta, Keep movin', There
called found out his daughter fuckin, fuckin wen dey get 14 like it ain't nuthin In da hood it's happenin 10 out of a dozen dat nigga her daddy age dat
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A long stretch of headlights bends into I-9 They tiptoe into truck stops And sleepy diesel eyes Volcanoes rumble in the taxi An' glow in the dark Camels
(John Phillips) I used to live in New York City; Everything there was dark and dirty. Outside my window was a steeple With a clock that always said twelve
There are maybe ten or twelve things I could teach you After that, well, I think you're on your own And that wasn't the opening line it was the tenth
*A CONCEPT FROM FIRE* Let's march through the gates and burn alive. I'm afraid of the ending. But Im reckless, I've torn apart my inner binding. That
You planted the seed inside her head To cultivate it and help it grow into a monster Your out of control so she'll know just what your all about My dreams
London woke me up From a comfortable sleep With the screech of a tire And a monotonous beep I pulled back on the blinds And took a one-eyed peak outside
A distant light finds me when I'm with you A distant light knows me when I'm through Once I mistake you For somebody else Mistook you for somewhere, mistook
hollared at poppa and told him to wait He slipped away from me just like a cadillac snake 'Cause he's a rotten mistreater, robber and a cheater Slip you with a dozen
I turn on the tap and run some water Flick a little switch on the wall I'm hoping you remember what I taught ya Hoping you remember me at all I'm strong
Un, deux, trois, quart, cinq, six, sept, huit, neuf, dix , onze, douze, Quand t'auras douze belles dans la peau, deux duchesses et dix dactylos Qu'est
was born poor like many men who didn't have notin' Came to America trying to make sometin' outta sometin' See we Africans we love huntin' Found my way up to da
a guy kill me cousin An mi here sey TD deh dey but him say he wasn't Anytime mi fly down him a get 'bout dozen, 'cause We get da kingdom, dem outta
on some cupcakes No doubt, that bakery's got all the bomb frostings I love those cupcakes like McAdams loves Gosling Two, no, six, no, twelve, bakers' dozen
