taste and see that the Lord is good taste and see He's so good for you taste and see that the Lord is good taste and see He's so good for you Oi Boyz
taste and see That the Lord is good O taste and see That the Lord is good He is good to me You've turned my mourning Into dancing Put off my rags and
na na na na na na na na na na na na Chorus taste and see that the Lord is good taste and see He's so good for you taste and see that the Lord is good taste and see
You've got some nerve and i'm a nervous wreck and you're scared to death these are fighting words i'm getting off my chest God bless you and your secrets
the dough She doing her thing out on the floor Her money money, she makin' makin' Look at the way she shakin' Make you want to touch it, make you want to taste
cash you can catch me on the block in the 07 jag Cause I hustle, watch my hustle Rubberbands by my money and my neck full of ice and they see me on the
't kill me They said we'll see I said nigga feel me, and hit em with the nine milli, ya heard me? I took my vest off, and threw it on the pavement You never see
and dine Give me the grease and I'ma shove nine in ya behind I ain't likes a kind, and I ain't tryin Don't mind dyin And when I do I'm dyin slangin that
my call see me fall do you think the same and I know, that there is something like I heart that's torn apart let me see, let me see you all the pain when
3:] Now pan the cameras back to me and Pamela's Amateur threesome with Hannah Montana's manager And Miley feedin' me sandwiches for my stamina And Santa
is not as flat as you natives of fake is So I take this and shine and provide illumination But niggas stay in the dark and I'm startin' to get impatient
and tell me darling How badly do you want this part? Are you willing to sacrifice? And are you willing to be real nice? All your talent and my good taste
Act like it's Christmas, and put me on your wish list When it go down, I'm help you pull your whiskers Put your lips on my lips and taste my honey [
heard me say it first And we can recycle it And if you can't afford my CD buy the bootleg and learn the words And come see us cause me and Flex 'gon be
? The darker the chocolate The richer the taste And that's where it's at... ...now run and tell that!! ENSEMBLE Run and tell that! SEAWEED Run and tell that! ENSEMBLE Run and
who turned out the lights?" And in a procession of this pitch-- Nearly perfectly plucked from the blackest nest, Hungry mouths agape for the taste of flesh and
pay for weed, I get in clubs free In V.I.P. and we drinking bubbly It's so fat, to be in G-Strings And it's so swoll, you can see the print in my jeans