to you Why? Don't make me put you in your place You don't think I'd let you make a fool of me Don't make me put you in your place You don't think I'd
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to you why? don't make me put you in your place you don't think i'd let you make a fool of me don't make me put you in your place you don't think i'd
love I want your fu-fu-fu-fu future love Would you be my fu-fu-fu future man I wanna fu- fuck you as hard as I can Would you put me in your fu- future
you and I You and I, You you and I, You you and I, You you and I, You and I You you and I Oh yeah I'd rather die, without you and I (Come on
So put your drinks for Nebraska For Nebraska, Nebraska I love you. You and I, You you and I Baby I'd rather die Without you and I. You and I, You you
clean your mess, girl, You're rocking with the best body Rocking with the best, fatty Working up your dress, fatty Working up your dress, dress Miss Fatty, your body, your
the nations and races of empty faces, a war is taking place No substitution for restitution, the only solution for peace Is increasing the height of your
put your hands high (Put your hands high) If you ever lost a life before, this one's for you (And if you with me put your hands high) And you, and you
claim king Nigga it's the same thing All day long But that's the screw face Rappers will friend you at 1st but really they two faced Hopein u trip and slip over your
fit you So put 'em on and wear 'em Be yourself man, be proud of who you are Even if it sounds corny Don't ever let anyone tell you you ain't beautiful
your mouth with the bass so loud that it shakes the place Im Hannibal Lecter so just in case youre thinking of saving face You aint gonna have no face
said, "Mom, what are you doing, you're ruining my rep" She said, "You're only sixteen, you don't have a rep yet" I said, "Mom, let's put these clothes
what? Lace who? That ain't what Mase do Got a lot of girls that'd love to replace you Tell you to your face Boo, not behind your back Niggaz talk shit
just because You not Jada but you could, kiss the slugs Until your place hit up Rap niggas in the studio, wasting bucks You're better off making sure papi know your
the champagne glass 'Bout the size of a campaign ad You don't know how you look to me But if love was a crime you be a crook to me Cause mommy I've done
