In the paper today, tales of war and of waste But you turn right over to the TV page Hey now, hey now Don't dream it's over Hey now, hey now When the
in the paper today tales of war and of waste but you turn right over to the T.V. page Hey now, hey now Don't dream it's over Hey now, hey now When the
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moving the crowd Out of all the girls I've loved before Got plenty of honeys Puff puff give now let me hit it once more Fake ass niggas get out and close my door It
me sit the dog on it huba huba imma doba pigeon i'm black and mean but i got mean from being behind that fence i'm trampolining it tramplin over you
Chevrolet And party 'til you're broke and they drive you away It's okay, you can dare to be stupid It's like spitting on a fish It's like barking up a tree It
to feel it, catch and don't let go Wretched in a fro, Bone watchin' for the po po Roll over, then pull it, got my bullet in my fo fo Gotta stand, it'
over-seas from over there It's right back to the beats, longevity to all the great grand CC's [Havoc] Yo, for my QBC duns, it's all real hold it