THINKING OF YOU. (c. Dale Hunter). 1.) I'm thinking of you, baby, in the morning, I'm thinging of you, baby, at noon. Thinking about
shut this thing down. Love slayer, causing nothing but trouble babe and I want more of it. Love slayer, causing nothing but trouble babe and I think I love it Straight up ? If you
feed you like an animal If you want, I'll hunt you like an animal If you want, I'll treat you like an animal If you misbehave I can make you submit If you
that 'Ye? Baby, these heels Is that a May, what, baby, these wheels You trippin' when you ain't sippin', have a refill You feelin' like you runnin', huh, now you
, stupid That's what you get for thinkin and eventually Found that's what you get for stinkin Blowin up the spot when you rot Plus if it gets hot they know you
) All that you need I can give you (You don't have to wait, you don't have to wait on) I do, satisfy you (You don't have to wait on him) P Diddy - (Ai
gone, they on automatic Look at all these animals in here Moving like some wild and crazy bandits You lookin' for a mate, we'll find you a boo You just
's right to hear? You? Hey, PMRC, you stupid fucking assholes The sticker on the record is what makes 'em sell gold Can't you see, you alcoholic idiots
you with a bad one for messin' with da mad one Told you 'bout this girl before, you didn't listen to me, as I talk now You're stalked by the hunter of
, you know, do your best To keep up your habit until your arrest Now the police have taken you from under my wing Do you think they dare defy me, I who
fox to a lotta hound dogs on the hunt You the push to a lotta cush rolled in the blunt You the hottest in the dance but you aint what i want I'm a business
to a lot of hound dogs on the hunt you need a push to a lotta cush rolling a blunt you the hottest at the dance but you ain't what I want I'm a business
A chill from the Pacific rim That brought you this way (Brought you my way) Do not make me think of him The way he touch your fragile skin That hunts
put my whole on display, to my dismay stop it, you carry-in on without logic let me tell you this about Joe I only say you what I want you to hear you
eyes Well you know it strolls the sidewalks and it rolls the streets Stalking turf, dividing up meat Nightmare spook, piece of heat, it's you and me, you
yellow brick road What do you think you'll do then I bet that'll shoot down your plane It'll take you a couple of vodka and tonics To set you on your
Wait, I watched you throw out your bouquet Now I think about you everyday I'm alone now in my bed And there's a lake, and at the bottom you'll find all
't you think my movements talk Watch the, watch the way I walk Can't you think my movements talk Can't you think my movements talk Can't you think my
