was live, it was Snoop, it was Nate, it was I It was Dre, It was Daz and Kurupt, we was high One of my favourite memories Them n-ggas like kin to me
drummer get (Can a drummer get some) [Game] Boom, guess who stepped in the room Dressed in black diamonds like a f-cking monsoon Back from the dead but they never found my
than meets the skin You're my nicotine you're my favourite sound You're the color that I like to wrap myself around WE'RE ALL NUMBERS IN THE NUMBERS GAME
dialogue is absurd, but everybody is Erious about what they are doing one forgets they are not actually making any sense. My favourite line is 'oyamada
drummer get (Can a drummer get some) [Lil Wayne] Bang, guess who checked in the game Smoke in the air like LeBron James Running this shit like he run game Pull out my
a drummer get (Can a drummer get some) [Game] Boom, guess who stepped in the room Dressed in black diamonds like a fucking monsoon Back from the dead but they never found my
Jones She a bad bitch, I give a dog a bone My name is Weezy baby not Sylvester Stallone And thats word to my drummer Word to my drummer Talk shit, but my
hang on to everything you left me 'Cause I can't go back When the days go by I'm making lists I should be sleeping I write down All my favourites things
ever loved? Now everything's so wrong Did you see me walking by, did it ever make you cry? Now you're my favorite mistake Yeah you're my favorite mistake You're my
ups say its puppy love aint lust, It's more unlucky Until you meet a diamond girl, now its sunny Loving you, it was us against the World You my favourite
I shaved off my hair cos I found it amusing, I faked my despair in the beautiful ruins. I wailed at the wall, tossed a coin in the fountain - now dry
code for smallpox rapist Out of all shots mine are worn from hit 'n' runs, caught 'em mixtapeless Straight from limbo where the most favourite dish is
partay they call me miss harris favourite color is orange characther is glowing i'm judged from my head to my toe and it's obvious it's showing cause i'm holding my
you see me in the same rows, if you got game then trust me money mean nothing man, just got my d-ck s-ck in the bathroom through my ?, I feel you Wayne
love flavour doing us all a favour Well Flame fame flame fame flame fame flame Supermodel sandwich can I join your game? Flame fame flame fame flame fame flame Supermodel sandwich w/cheese (very superficial) Black love slicing my
On The Ice He's My Favourite Player Ten Goals A Season, The Game Won't Be The Same Made The Trade, They Sent Him To Philly We're The Reason He'll Never
Words and music by Magne Furuholmen You offer your assistance But you won't accept my help You draw your own conclusions And there's room for little
When I was a child I had marbles They brought admiration and fame They were pretty to look at and marbles Was always my favourite game We played all