the bars In this low society No more pay and lots of leisure In this low society Low society I'm just doing what I can In this low society But I'm
in not wanting to have their eyes pennied and/or a bone shown broken to the open air they're... praying for their lucky stars to shoot... we remain such
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Claims to have the world' most dangerous variety trick The wife sits perched on his desk ready to take the next dictation She was the embodiment of the
be on it Can you keep it up here? Put it all up on me Down with that booty on me Shorty you a dime, why you looking lonely? Oh baby, we can go low, low
with them lugers from they rugers on they deserts dyin' aint the shit but it's pleasant kinda quiet watch my niggas bring the riot Diddy: Came from the heavens
girl Get on the dance floor Will you put your drink down Come and dance with me Let's hit my residence, baby it's evident That you been raising hell, I make it heaven
groove tonight I'm addicted I took away your touch And your kisses I can't get enough When were groovin Ooh baby dip me low I'm in heaven Never ever
Juliet American tragedy Low rent, high rise lovers who met At the end of Coronado Street Crucifix made in California gold Two worlds bound to collide Heaven
as hot Wet through the new extras, get you by in life, high on life I wonder what life would be like if no more women were dykes And trick hard at low
em Lugers from they rugers or they Deserts Dyin' ain't the shit but it's pleasant Kinda quiet, watch my niggas bring the riot Came from the heaven just
wanna sex me We chose each other, you actin like you chose me They oppose you then, they oppose me We could creep at a low speed, the gat in the hosiery
like Take me, anywhere. Warm the night Take me, take me, take me With the lights low, and you naked on the warm floor
of some heaven, but you're feeling like hell. an interesting ideal for someone to sell. You're high on your profile (but you) wanna lay low. You're
I can hear her heart beat from a thousand miles And the heaven's open every time she smile And when I come to her that's where I belong Yet I'm runnin
clear, that glorious song of old From angels bending near the earth to touch their harps of gold Peace on the earth, goodwill to men, from heaven's
