: That woman will take you, that woman will break you That woman will make you something you've never seen That woman's got claws, that woman's got laws
That woman will take you, that woman will break you That woman will make you something you've never seen That woman's got claws, that woman's got laws
Mac like a preacher,love like a teacher Got a girl who lives in Paris When I want her I beep her Too many clothes,gotta rag top rolls 1.000 Watt system
you very much For comin' out this evening [Verse 1] Thank you, Thank you, Thank you You're far too kind Hold you're applause This is your song not
like Tom Brady These rappers chances looking slim just like shady Niggas locked behind my bars I'm taking out prisoners Sit back relax recieving my residual Think this song
're all listening to my song that's a good sign So either you bought it, it's on the radio or your friend is sayin ha ha listen to this funny song That
the world need, ha Yo, that's what your girl need All right, we gon' put it down like this I'll tell you about myself [1st Verse - Talib Kweli] My name
my chevy Heard some call me an uncle tom Now thats petty I'm a songwriter fool I condense sense from right and wrong Livin in the key of protest songs
Phat or Wack Alright team number 1 first The Insane Clown Posse, are you ready? Yeah, yeah I'm ready Bink, we ready What song are you gonna play for
search for an official army song to be the counterpart of th Y's anchors away and the airforce's up in the air junior birdman songs. I was in basic training
you pussies So however you want it, you got it, you can get it Anywhere you like it whichever way you prefer it, cause we servin it. However you want it, Bitch. [Helleva - Verse 1
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Bob Forrest? To all those punker sluts, to Eek-a-Mouse Tom for lettin' us practice and crashin', chilli part all night PEN1, Fugazi, Rhino '59, Greek1
Bob Forrest To all those punker sluts, to Eek-A-Mouse Tom for lettin' us practice and crash, chili part all night PEN1, Fugazi, Rhino '59, Greek1 The
Intro: In the poor people's corner coming out of the heart of the ghetto Weighing in at 165 1/2 pounds are you ready to rumble I'm ready, are you ready
radio and all the songs they play there playlist are wack and there DJ's are gay. I ain't payin you shit to play my song 5g's for rotation you know thats
on the, on the film . . . Yeah, she used to be Tom Wilson's secretary . . . Ok . . . You remember Tom Wilson were gonna run for President? 6:51 Aynsley: You're Tom
