colored suit from the VMA's Oh you was watching, who the f-ck wasn't Me skip across that stage in 5 dozen Yeah 6 grand for a minute's time Italian vogue
This red letter day is bigger than you'll ever be So throw it all away, seize the day You let us know you made the grade All your Italian suits are
took of the pinkie ring and he put it in my hand sayin' now you are my lady, I'm your man You were wearin' one of those fine Italian suits and in your
it down!" When what to my Wanderin' eyes should appear, But da Don of all elfs, And eight friggin' reindeer! Wit' slicked back black hair, And a silk red suit
align Now the plan's unfurled We need the king The king of the whole damn world The punks on the street They won't know what hit 'em Their Italian suits
a dream come true I ain't playing with fire no more Ain't gonna play with fire no more Well I was walking down the street In my Italian shoes I was minding
hill Your boy comes to see you, he's your Hollywood thrill He's a Spanish Fly, bucks like a stallion In the suits that you got him, he looks more Italian
like hip-hop dancing, I'd rather wait for something slow It's a little less work for two left feet You wear Italian leather, my polyester suits me fine
have been you He could have been me He could have been anybody But he was born lucky, lucky He made his first down payment On a sharp Italian suit He
you Dead or alive you're coming with me Because everything's my cup of tea That's why I've got a gold suit and some green italian shoes Everybody says
forward, your chance of defeatin' me is morbid 'Cuz I get you open like the comin' of the Pope When I group shit tighter than a 3 piece suit Peace to
by Foxy Brown: Brown nigga, uh, chromed out six and sh~t, Bubblin', layin' up with them Colombians, Ho f~ck no, I gets dough, Fox Brown Mamma, Jig suits
me yearnin for herb! Start the buddah session, True confessions, spark the cu' up, Cu' be where the supa-fly's, buddahfied, Even in a suit n tie, Cruisin
where the sun don't shine, Late nights, long days, I don't need the white collar race. Who wants a gray flannel suit? I'll throw in a tie, or some Italian
can happen B-b-blast at his ass, plexiglass smashing Skully mags, body bag, after that trash them Donald Duck sucker, Taz dragon a Magnum Swag with a stallion Puerto Rican, Italian
ass lay on the floor ya fuck! Tied his broken arm to his Hush Puppies Wrapped around trauma, everything realer than fuck Tajuana left my nigga niece live coma Three young Italians, suited
That Italian guy over there, the one with the polyester, pin-striped suit, the one with the gray hair and mustache, Must be thinking really loud thoughts
