got a motion of my own A motion of my own I know, I may not do All the things that are set out to be cool But I've still got my dignity
he pressing me like button downs on a friday night im so pretty like he on my peddle bike he on my Low Starch he on my echo whites he saying Nicki don
right He pressing me like button downs on a Friday night I'm so pretty like, me on my pedal bike He on my low scrunch, he on my echo whites He say, "
leg (It did) Next thing was some motion, in her ocean, I kept coastin Now she? I am addicted to Songz (Songz!) I am addicted to Songz (Yup!) I am addicted to Songz My
throw my hands up high and live my life and live my life just to get off and throw my hands up high [Kanye West] I paid for them titties, get your own
Mass Retain Anderson/Squire My eyes convinced, eclipsed with the younger moon attained with love. It changed as almost strained amidst clear manna from above. I crucified my
And I can't stop now For no one The motion keeps my heart running The motion keeps my heart running The motion keeps my heart running The motion keeps my
on my brain That's why I got no mind I got no mind Got no mind Somebody burned down the picnic And somebody kissed their own ass by mistake And the
Tango in Paris' And even after all my logic and my theory I add a motherfucker so you ig'nant niggaz hear me Crew remember take notes, as I sow my rap
're gone forever I go there I'll lose my way If we stay here we're not together Anywhere is The moon upon the ocean Is swept around in motion But without
're gone forever I go there I'll lose my way if we stay here we're not together Anywhere is The moon upon the ocean is swept around in motion but without
how we killin' two birds at the same time Send my enemy's ear, I'll send your enemy's finger With a pinkie ring, that's just a present my nigga Either
tennis shrivels but I call it penny pinchin' She told me shit but I could get her titties lifted My new crib got it's own city limit Motherfucker got his own
my bitch That's my bitch I been waitin' for a long, long time Just to get off and throw my hands up high And live my life, and live my life Just to get
at the hustler's convention [MC Lyte] Think I'm gone risk my ass then give you the cash (Common: yep) That shit is the past I got my own stable (Common
then broken That's the way it turns Lost in the tide Into the ocean Dust turns to dust And surf to surf Trying to slip my life Into slow motion Me to
Slow down boy, you're not a real, killer Three-wheel motion from me shootin' the wheel up Out the jungle, doc straight gorilla Bananas, antennas can't pick up My
