to just pick one When I get them off to the room We ain't playing by no rules And girl singing melodies And it sounding like your favorite song playing
stomachs curling? Or maybe you do, but if I'm embarrassing me I'm embarrassing you, and don't you dare say it isn't true As long as the song's getting
, the movie remind me of them Somebody turn these boys off, don't they know that I'm on? Can't they see that it's foolish to try to kill me with songs
seems we finna be enemy's deep inside it's killing me but soon its gon be killing you to see her in that two seater, now thats gon hurt your feelin's boo
Who am I living for? Is this my limit? Can I endure some more? Chances are giving Questions existing Hey sweetheart, wassup boo whatchu up to? more club
fruit and a ceasar salad too after that we gon go at it for bout an hour or two keep the purple for myself and just light the sour boo and i aint afriad
that ass in yo' jeans Can Wale be, can Roscoe scheme Long hair, she don't care when she walk she get stares Brown skin or a yellow bone, DJ this my favorite song
[Intro:] [Estelle: (Swizz Beatz:)] Coming straight from London.. (Stop...stop) [Bridge:] [Swizz:] It's the type of songs that the DJs play, Estelle in
s real, real slow You're makin' it hard for me All the songs on you requested You're dancin' like you're naked It's almost like we're sexin' Yeah, boo
sing you a song Listen to my song And I hope that you like it Oh, don't go away I want you to stay I'ma sing you a song Listen to my song And I hope
a mile away Or more like a palace, shall I say And plus I got pal if your gal is game In fact he's the one singing the song that's playing Akon! I feel
ain't gon do it yo way I can't hate and say what they gon' do All I know is that I'm true And know that you my baby boo Let's take a chance, Go to France
Took me a while just to write those Pride i had a fight so I'mma stop right here And I know you don't care But I hope you got that bite boo (Verse 2
now i'm takin her home little goose and patrone, lets get it on, turn off your phone lets get grown, in the zone and wants his doggy bone and got a song
city Don't you know that is was grand? Really grand, so grand And then you came along Then you came along, boy And sang your groovy song Sang a song
You know who I am, I'm the mothafuckin' dogg The sheets fucked up and you know it was me You hit a bedspreak all way down the street It sounds like a song
B L A C K, nigga, you dig I guess it all started when Keesh left this earth, dog And the doc gave me my worst call And told me that my boo goin' through