: Do you stare from the window and pleasure yourself? Because a list won't protect you from anyone else Do you like pretty pictures Over your bed
: (The Cure) We move like cagey tigers We couldn't get closer than this The way we walk The way we talk The way we stalk The way we kiss We slip through
ya think?) (I like this, like this, like this) Pretty will you **** me girl, silly I'm so lucky girl Pull my head and suck it girl, stupid girl! Pretty
Keep it heated, stay undefeated from the Chi comma Illinois, My crew makes more noise than yours, Fifteen in one do tour make 'em sick with no cure, As
of the cerebrum in humans which distinguishes us from other living creatures. Only whales and dolphins have comparable cerveal development. [Verse 2:] Inside my head, pretty
she wants to dance cause she likes to groove So come on fatso and just bust a move [Verse Two:] You're on a mission and your wishin Someone could cure
I saw your movie tonight I thought you were pretty good I'm so happy that you're doing What you want to You go to your favorite dark place Think about
, waitin' for warfare [Verse 2 - Krayzie Bone] A nigga got a flow that's so sick, my shit is in critical condition And if there's a cure for this, I
cemetary Hammers and the Hawks is on the itinorary Anywhere, any block, clap any iron And beat niggaz 'til you can't identify 'em D Block my nigga To the niggaz on cure
talking Says she wants to dance 'cause she likes to groove So come on fatso and just bust a move You're on a mission and your wishin' Someone could cure
thing Do your thing, I like this Like this, like this Pretty ?will you **** me? girl Silly ?I'm so lucky? girl ?Pull my hair, I'll **** it? girl Stupid girl! Pretty
cherries This world is bizarre, not bein far from Mars Galaxy hoppin, non-stoppin the sun rays Stay and paid for real, 'til I'm old and grey Pretty legs
I'm not the same Not the same I swear to you I'm not the same Ooh, ooh I've got this question I keep asking myself Are you my cure for addiction? Are
, You, You Got me ignoring calls from other broads Trying' to give me their heart Cuz nowadays all I want is you When I see your real pretty face or beautiful
news I've got a bad case of lovin' you No pill's gonna cure my ill I've got a bad case of lovin' you A pretty face don't make no pretty heart I learned
(I'm not cheating) Oooh, oooh Everything is dinky doo Everything you do You, the king of la-di-da Pretty very out far Never oversits, he understands
surma Wear the chunee kurtha pyjama And talk the Indian with the patwa Ca the time has come a mon fe the Indian Fe find the right gal say a pretty woman
i want to be an addict i want to be a whore i want to be a headcase with no apparent cure i want not to be responsible for the things i do and say to