know I gotta shine I'm Fergie Ferg Give me love you long time All my girls get down on the floor Back to back drop it down real low I'm such a lady
shine (Oh snap) I'm Fergie Ferg And me love you long time(Oh snap) All my girls get down on the floor (Oh snap) I'm such a lady but I'm dancing like
bullets the size of nickels Got Starkey coming out of his coat I gots to jet, don't look back, my cardio's killing me Old ladies is like 'Hold ya head
pa, and can't handle the shit I'm a gorilla, I beast everything in the eye Rock an eightball jacket in the middle of july [Shawn Wiggs] Verbal slaughter, grey
sent their wolf pack and in clappin' rounds Actin' like, what a way to play these clowns Shady towns, guerillas tryin' to lay me down Yo Lady Brown,
Three: Raekwon the Chef] (Assassination day) First of all, before we move on, this shit is like a Yukon Don, spread it out like Grey Poupon Splurgin,
Mottola lives on the road he lost his lady two months ago maybe he'll find her, maybe he won't oh, oh, never, nooo he sleeps in the back of his grey cadillac
: [The story of Arthur's final resting place, the journey to the Fairy Island, the sword of Excalibur, which Percival bequeathed to the Lady of the Lake
the meaning of expensive taste if you wanna Giuchie, Giuchie, ya ya Mocha Chocalate-a what? Real Lady Marmalade One more time C'mon now Marmalade... Lady
run to? All your little life You're chasin' all the girls They can't resist your smile Uh-hmm, they long for Dandy, Dandy Chattin' up the ladies Ticklin
o'clock I stand on the cold stone street A penny every day that I have saved To buy myself some sweets The nice little lady old and grey With glasses
And I come from a far away planet Southwest Del Ray, goddamn it! And it's the land of the smog-filled maniacs Super Balls, and concrete nutsacs You know that fat lady
} My President is Black My Maybach too... and I'll be godamned if my diamonds ain't blue My money's dark green and my porshe's light grey I'm headed for
long time to hang in the sky It's a long way home to Starwood in Aspen A sweet Rocky Mountain paradise Oh, my sweet Rocky Mountain paradise Springtime is rollin' a??round slowly Grey
strong stick for walking Then just a chair with a grey old man dying All that he lived for was always beside him So Bob left in peace, to join his lady
big, that brand new smell in my ride And I keep a amazon on the passenger side We got the bump and the funk Pretty ladies with the booties like the wide
grey She wore her pain like a shackled spirit Eternal life was her debt to pay The lady wore black It's the sign of the prisoners lives The lady wore