Just take it back! Take it back! You know you don't mean it! You don't mean it! I'm sorry my dear, But don't be jealous of anything that I may do. If
It's me against the world At least inside my head It goes by so fast But I cannot stop the time Independent Dependent on myself To my mind in its own
for me (I'm freaky) She took me to to the crib man, she told me (eat me) Now my babymama I told her ass not to beat me Her broke ass wanna fight, Missy
down, so the panties 'bout to go She know she won't be way down in her tummy And she even clean so nicely just hopin' I get hungry No sir (no sir) not
Hatin On Me Oh My Oh My Oh My I Think Them Niggas Hatin On Me Excuse Me Sir, Can I Have My Swagga Back? Excuse Me Mam, Can I Have My Swagga Back? Excuse
me (I'm freaky) She took me to to the crib man, she told me (eat me) Now my babymama I told her ass not to beat me Her broke ass wanna fight, Missy know
Es clave todo el mundo dice que sabe no se cree que es calle Yo ando con la corta en el clavo yes, sir defiendas pa que no me encierren y me corten
off the back, I'm resting my feet U know what I think I'll have a seat U do what u need sir- you call who you need sir But imma sit right here, pardon me
now (your touch) Got me hoping you'll page me right now, your kiss Got me hoping you'll save me right now Looking so crazy in love's, Got me looking, got me
I'm a rock star Baby let me know if you wanna ride with a Hip hop star I'm a rock star Undress me undress me You can come Come baby, undress me
Got me hoping you'll page me right now, your kiss Got me hoping you'll save me right now Looking so crazy in love's, Got me looking, got me looking so
Got me hoping you'll page me right now, your kiss Got me hoping you'll save me right now Looking so crazy in love's, Got me looking, got me looking
I'M A HIP HOP STAR BABY LET ME KNOW IF YOU WANNA RIDE WITH THIS HIP HOP STAR I'M A ROCK STAR UNDRESS ME UNDRESS ME YOU CAN COME COME BABY, UNDRESS ME
la dee dee dee deedeedeedee la dee da killer on the lose like i'm Jeffree Dahmer ready to produce mega rhythm yes sir call me mad scientist, the proffessor
convey herself away. "Before you step onboard, sir, your name I'd like to know." She smiled all in her countenance, said, "They call me Jack-A-Roe, Oh, they call me
I ain't no Rocko's Modern Life, Still these kids are watching me. Sicker than pathology, I'll vomit on you Probably. Keep rhythm like Tommy Lee. Now tell me, Who's stopping me
your touch) Got me hoping you page me right now your kiss's Got me hoping you save me right now Lookin so crazy your love's got me lookin Got me lookin
a cosa nostra cypress hill maca fella feelin fancy in the hip throne, guayabera and we just clowning on what we call some, jodedera call me sammy wild