Thrown out on the streets, one rainy day. Loneliness is now your friend. Joined by the whiskey bottle in your hand, "Trust" - You thought you found it
town Get to the arena, meet up with the crew They tell me all the speakers blew The cordless don't work, sound man's a jerk Somebody's gonna get hurt
close to me Girl I promise We will never be apart Now, paradise Tonight I'll take you there reach back and close your eyes I'll make this loving hurt
swagg. Now break his legs, arms, neck (yea). [Chorus:] When we start dancing What we do. We hurt they feelings. When we start dancing What we do. We hurt
no other way cut off your legs, ohh Ohh ohh Did you ever wish me dead? Oh lover boy I'll feed the head No you must, no you must not go away How will
Now! I need a dude with a wickedest legs And a, we can do this and a, we can do that Then grind your body down to the floor When I, I make it hurt till
body wet (Ay girl! wait til I show you this) Run girl, Im trynna get your body wet (Ay girl! wait til I show you this) (You will neva get enough
Quazimodeo with addicted to both my legs It looks like a pogo stick Admitted I am a fruit loop Frankenstein with a screw loose In search of a new neck bolt How long will
you wouldn't wanna answer this If you responded back with a battle rap you wrote for Canibus I strangled you to death then I choked you again Then break your fuckin' legs
your fade, your grey brain meets motor city pave your nervous system still twitch off Jay Z O's an animals skirts get mirked don't ever let a nigga tell you slugs don't hurt
Open up your fade, your grey brain meets motor city pave Your nervous system still twitch off Jay Z Ho's in animal skirts get mirked Don't ever let a nigga tell you slugs don't hurt
't last hard times, yo, Believe that shit, Yea, (yeah) ay (ay), Real niggas don't cry, Look, Yo- Was just a youngin' with that fresh fade, Bird chest, legs
girlfriend, you ain't gotta do that" Hope you ain't the anorexic type trying to lose that" Us boys like 'em thick, short weaves, curls, braids I take 'em buck 50, 60 with them thick legs
, baby girlfriend, you ain't gotta do that" Hope you ain't the anorexic type trying to lose that" Us boys like 'em thick, short weaves, curls, braids I take 'em buck 50, 60 with them thick legs
bitches on the corner sellin' pussy A variety'll give your friend for a 10 spot Christians doin' rimshots Do more heads than barbershops will Open their legs
See my days are cold without you (Here's another one) But I'm hurting while I'm with you (And another one) And though my heart can't take no more I can
hid the braces on his legs at first His smile was as bright as the August sun When he looked in me As he struggled down the driveway, it almost made me hurt Will
night gown open my legs up let you see what that's about pussy on fire drop, put it out i hope you got a hoes that ...too fast that will just make me