ik zal er zelf niet naar binnengaan, maar toch is het noodzakelijk dat zij bestaan. Bow wow wow yippee yo yippee yah, die prostitutie heeft de P-Funk
번역: 올드 맨스 차일드. 매춘.
번역: Osdorp 포스. 매춘.
You still love me So I do care Baby let shake it Let's love it Fight it because Baby let's do it Let take it Don't waste it I'll love you until
Okay, ready now Here's my first clue First you make the sale Then you open my drawers What am I? A hooker? A cash register Hey, it's full of shit
it you wish you could ignore it you're a hooker. start to realize its true they sniff their coke you huff your glue pimps and prostitutes buisnessmen
The 1800's, before the inception Of modern day ideals Fake grip of appeals Straight to the street run, no barroom virgin Double vision, cocaine To a
(Dickie Peterson) See 'em in the late night Underneath the street light Sink into it all like the Audio Whore. Drivin' fine cars & makin' all the bars
You will get your reward You will get your reward (You will get your reward) What is the whore you're living for? (You will get your reward) Is it so
Hey, hey, hey Hey, hey, hey, hey Hey, hey, hey, hey Hey, hey, hey, hey You with the Bible belt buckling the knees of the world And your rattletrap dogma
i can feel the pressure coming down from all around so many deadlines to meet life has gotten crazy again so many people counting on me i keep my
, neither do I Got nothing to say But if you pay me, I can play the fool Go on believe, if it turns you on Take what you need till your body is numb Prostitution
Maestro... Young Moolah Baby (Young Money) Arite (Arite) Yea (Wut We Is) I Wouldn't Care If You Were A ProstitutE and That You Hit Every Man That You
My Misses Wayne We Can Do The Dam Thang..And Thangs You See I Had To Tell My Nigga Lil Boy I Met A Girl Like You Prostitute Flange Lyrics Cuz I Aint Never
Maestro... Young Moolah Baby (Young Money) Alrite (Alrite) Yea (Wut We Is)(2x) I Wouldn't Care If You Were Prostitute That You Hit Every Man That You
Umm, I wouldn't care if you was a prostitute And that you hit every man that you ever knew See it wouldn't make a difference if that was way before me
fuckin' evolution Visual prostitution Shame on our constitution Visual prostitution Stupid people telling lies, visual prostitution Ugly faces, thousand cries, visual prostitution Stories we don't need to hear, visual prostitution
don't have to be a prostitute No, no, no, no, no You can say no to being a man ho A male gigolo You don't have to be a prostitute No, no, no, no, no
