basement and we can discuss statements Thats made on this tape and its whole original The music that we all know and love The music we all enjoy the music
Called Dinco D but he's not home Drop another quarter into the phone Call Busta Rhymes, what's up my man? (Having a party, understand?) Where's Dinco D, you know, the D
need to get a whole CD Get a collection of all the music and everything we've ever done (Bringing back sweet memories) (Bringing back sweet memories) (Bringing back sweet memories) (Sweet
C, I'm showin up everybody got on they Nikes, and you know what everybody higher than a kite, or they just leanin in they seat Smokin Swisha Sweets, want
Said I'd get'cha, wear it if it fit ya Y'all thirteen inches, I see the big picture If it's to get richer, I'd probably get wit ya If not burn it, get
' Romeo] Hut 1, Hut 2 Hut 1, Hut 2 Hut 1, Hut 2 [Lil' Romeo] I'm lookin' for a girl who can show me around Hold me down Puppy love girl, how that sound
't goin no were bitch your dead I'd rather cut that neck in half I'd rather choke out that bitch ass I'd rather chop and never stop Because you fucked
When money wasn't king We'd all get so excited when John would give a show We'd raise the cash between us and down the road we'd go To hear him play
around Let?s sit by a cozy lit fire And we can be in each other?s company Now how does that sound to you? You see, ?cause it sounds so good It sounds
with the best, forty-eight tracks Yo, I get down with the Ason sounds Lyrics that be flowin from miles around So let the music shut ya ass up, then feel
I'm hearin' God's voice All my folk on the back porch Tru, me, and Moses, Mandy, Marley, ain't it sweet how it grows, Sweet how it grows, Sweet how it
... Moshi moshi! Maki: moshi moshi! D: ah maki? M: ah haai! D: ah domo! hisashiburi desu! M: domo nomiya desu! Hisashiburi desu! D: ima no do iu
outta control Yo, they took our music and our beat and tried to make it street Then got in the magazine and tried to sound all sweet When it came to
Bay And as our shippulled from the shore, I heard her call and say Now the soldier's life won't suit me, sweet music is my trade For I'd rather melt
If I could give it all to you If you'd only let me try Sing so sweetly, it's my only wish Music drips from your lips like sweet sips of a summer's kiss
D.J. D.J. D.J. D.J. D.J. you are my love love love. The sound is good the sound is good. I can see you ev'ry night you're my secret love you're my only
me what I want! (viewer hears a rumbling sound in background starting here, grows progressively louder) Blue Guy: I know what I want, (hears the sound
You're with me tonight Laying side to side We've got a chance to see heaven Turn down the lights and put on some sweet music You've got those bedroom