what you doing get your dirty mouth of me i want a girl with a name like yummy! love giving brain till her nose gets runny! i want a sunday to monday
middle of investigation I break down Out of college, money spent See no future, pay no rent All the money's gone, nowhere to go Any jobber got the sack Monday
yeah To quarter to three Look Mr Bartender I'm gonna make it okay I'll give you all your money Soon as I get paid Soon as I get paid Monday morning
, my wood grain wheel Trunk is steady bumping, grill steady coming [Intro over chorus - Slim Thug] Yeah, it's time to pull them slabs out mane It's slab season, that boy Mr
There's bubble gum in the baby's hair Sweet potatoes in my lazy chair Been crazy all day long Oh been crazy all day long and it's only Monday, Mr. Mom Oh Mr
' Next to nothin' Monday's got a beautiful baby Wednesday's child can never win Little Saturday will work till he's crazy But Friday's child, he was born to give Monday
Stan: Oh my god they killed Kenny! Mr.Garrison: What kind of sick weirdo are you? Stan: Oh my god they killed Kenny! Kyle: Say some thing Mr. Hankey. Mr
behalf My whole staff love to laugh and count the money On the couch, hands in our pants like Al Bundy I love smoke ganjay Monday to Monday And e'ry
in the mood to think Mr. Band Leader Let's kick out the jam Gimme something that'll light it up And make my feet go bam bam bam 'Cause Monday, Tuesday
11), kick yo door in like taj (taj) Cut the shit up like machetti, chop the shit up like grass Cause I'm a stay hustlin till they fuckin can me bitch, Because it's monday
[Chorus](12x) Mr. Incognito, Incognito [Verse 1: Q-Tip] Yeah yeah yeah Mr. Incognito is back again Now all I want is peace and papes, and a physical
down a one way I keep it gangsta from Monday to Sunday Don't blame me blame my mom and pop for breeding this The game needed this Lloyd Banks A.K.A. Mr
might as well stay Monday from now on 'Cause it seems that the only one I've ever loved is gone And it just might as well stay Monday from now on Go away, Mr
out your feathers, your patent leathers Your beads and buckles and bows For there's no blue monday in your sunday... No monday in your sunday... No monday
a brother Just a little tip I picked up, from my mother Smooth as Ali Baba once I week, I see the barber So honey pucker up 'cause I'm a damn good slobber Mr
jet back till dawn?? The lovin' and da kissin' and dem tender words of gwarn And I know what dat she gonna miss her ??female?? on mi arm Dis a Mr. Cat
crazy A playa mate, all my *** got Jordan skills, they fade away I hit da [Incomprehensible] throwback after throwback Everybody wan' take pictures, they like "Damn, you Mr
Preacher won't you preach to me, I need a pint of philosophy. I'm hurt and thirsty, set me on my way. Mondays come and mondays go, But this one seems