I'm not like all those other guys Mary Lou, I won't fill your pretty head with their pretty lies Mary Lou, and dreams that never, never, never ever will
m addicted to how we kick it everything you say to me Never knew it could be so wicked hopin' that you stay wit me Search around the world but you will
you can do this put your hands up top to the music just wave, wave, wave just wave, wave, wave [Chris Brown] Hey pretty lady whats your name got a pretty
plan These other kids do it for the iTunes cash, I give it to you for free, it's all love like that And anybody running they mouth sayin they nicer will
wind No diamond rings, no pretty dreams Two people caught in chains of each other And there was no other way This was how it was to be The flame will
einfach hinsehen hingehen auf ner skala bist du nicht drauf zu schon ich kampf meinen weg durch zu dir denn ich wei? ich will nur zu dir doch als ich
Came out the other man Southern land Didn?t have another hand Never had another plan I?m different from to the mother land Some will get a summer tan
: Thank God that you're dancing with me. Take my hand just grab carefully you're a pretty flower with a seed of destruction; I'm a rib cage with a
right now I'll lay it on the table and let you figure out I'll risk rejection to get some satisfaction Pretty lady give me some action Hot woman, hot night Oh pretty
bring me down, don't bring me down I, I, I, I, I need a lover 'cause someone new And then to her I will be true I'll buy her furs and pretty things
: (Bowie) CHORUS (x2) Will you stay in our Lovers' Story If you stay you won't be sorry 'Cause we believe in you Soon you'll grow so take a chance With
: Now, you wanna talk about bladder problems, then the man you wanna talk to will probably be my cousin Earl. I guess you all know Earl; he lives out
I be on that tank shit Buzz so big I could probably sell a blank disk When my album drop Bitches will buy it for the picture And niggas will buy it too
I be on that **tank ship? Buzz so big I could probly sell a blank disk when my album drop, bitches will buy it for the picture and niggas will buy two
only want the pretty ones Roll up for the ghost train Non-stop through the city Step right up and show your face We only want the pretty ones Maureen
those other guys looking at your curves I don't like you walking round with physical jerks Everything they say and do is getting on my nerves Soon they will
I'm a menace villain, my pen is sitting spilling, my lyrics killing Then I let you witness shit when it hit the ceiling The niggas willing to give the
) Cadillacs appeals, Coupe Deville's Brain dead rims, yeah stupid wheels Girl I'm too for real, lose your tooth and nails Try to fight it, try to deny it, stupid you will