the barbecue Is this a hickie or a bruise? Pictures of last night Ended up online I'm screwed Oh well It's a blacked out blur But I'm pretty sure
Now just because your pretty, and you think you're mighty wise You tell me that you love me, then you roll those big brown eyes When I saw you last week
the city Hot child in the city Runnin' wild and lookin' pretty Hot child in the city Hot child in the city Hot child in the city Runnin' wild and lookin' pretty
our love did rust away But through that window came a better day So don't close the blinds 'Cause you're my light, you're my emptiness The pretty colors on that summer dress
) Shakin when she cummin Look at this woman Kissing me on chest I'm tryin stick it in her stomach Look, lay down let me suck yo titties Caress them pretty
Got the benz outside topless When you C me shawty get Topless When you see me shawty Get topless Pretty Ricky Baybayay P Ricky Baybayay Yeah, woahiput the Skirts on the whip Dressed
I can put my best dress on, get my hair all done for you And you still wouldn't say I'm pretty, no And I can spend my whole life doing everything you
must be the color of the blues Bluebird's singing in the trees seems to sympathize with me But he's not singing like he used to do The pretty waters
the best dressed in Pali You can make me go, go, go Let's go to my room and blow! Hey, hey, hey Hey, hey, hey Hey, hey Hey, hey Hey, pretty boy, what
sex Sex 4 sugar, sugar 4 sex Sex 4 sugar, sugar 4 sex Girl, she used to dance at magic city The other girls couldn't be half as pretty You look so sexy
lunch Got Naughty in my Nature plus I'm down with O.P.P. The best part about it, I got AIDS, bitch Psych, I'm only kiddin', only do it to ugly women 'Cause the pretty
, Girl, you captured me You're my pop-si-cle All I know is that you make me feel so fancyfree POP POP POP POP POP POPSICLE Hey, hey, little girl with your pretty dress
pretty girl's wan to dance My salsa, look out for my next single, it's called My Salsa... My salsa, salsa, salsa, salsa, my salsa My salsa makes all the pretty
She's wearin' dresses on the border line (Lookin' good) Oh wakin' senses that were lost in time (Make amends) This liberation is the one they'll love
licked I please that clitoris I give her a kiss and shit when other n-ggas don't stay long enough they get the digits and split if aint nobody telling you that you are pretty
like dem thugs with curly hair and pretty eyes That be dem thugs with dem 20-inch tires [Lil' Jon] I like dem gurls with dem short Prada dresses That
how my time should be spent I met her in the berries on a Friday night Dressed in a soft silky dress color virgin white I said, "Hey pretty lady, just
KC Yeaaah Yeeaaaah C-O-S-S-O-M Like this...Hold up, she got the blue dress fittin' (fittin') She got her hair hangin down (hangin down) Lil mama