Breathe the hate that surrounds you Twisting and pulling me in Suffocate your opinions Ripping you out of your skin Cast aside you're not forgiven Creatures
slip of the tongue A slip of the tongue, Just a slip of the tongue, Slip of the tongue, Just a slip of the tongue, Slip of the tongue, A Slip of the
supllied yo' phone number, I can't help but call Time for action, conversatin, we relaxin, kickin back Got you curious for Thug Passion, now picture that Tongue
head I like the nasty things that You do to me in bed Some girls they just like to tease And other girls they aim to please Some girls really slip on my tongue
If the wine don't come to the top of yer cup If the wind's got you sideways with with one hand holdin' on And the other starts slipping and the feeling
trip" Well, children cry for mother I tell them, "Mother took a trip" Well, I walk on pins and needles I hope my tongue don't slip Well, I gaze at passing
I will be killing you quick in a flash, come down And it's a shame how I will kill without hesitation Me load me clip, me fingers slip Now that's the
prostitute Yeah Hey hey hey Could you tell me one good reason 'Cause I can't think of none First you love me then you hate me As the lies slip off your tongue
like that girl from a balance beam, a gymnasium of eyes all were holding onto me. I lifted one foot to cross the other and I felt myself slipping, it
asked your name, you asked the time It's two o'clock The club is closed, we're up the block Your hands are on me I'm pressing hard against your jeans Your tongue
ask questions before you shoot Deceit and betrayal's a bitter fruit It's hard to swallow come time to pay That taste on your tongue don't easily slip
afternoon, an empty house On the edge of your bed you slip off your blouse The room is burning with the noon sun Your bittersweet taste on my tongue The
: Every day here you come walking I hold my tongue, I don't do much talking You say you're happy and you're doin' fine Well go ahead, baby, I got plenty
worked their fingers to the bone To feed the king's mass addictions and treasures But from the dust arose a man, known as Jonas He said, "Men, be not divided in tongues
: [feat. Kevin McCall] [Chris Brown:] Look, in the summer 6-0 A little margarita blend So I slip slow The type of nigga I am kind of skitzo Never out
sushi Jeez, give me a few feet please I could have these floozies naked like a nude beach And I don't need to slip 'em any roofies (shit is too easy)
unknown As I walk away from you Reveal whatever you desire To you it may be death defying Black day In the coldness of winter Black words Slipping off my tongue