Ooh, I love you baby sometimes ain't too much Lord, I got to have ya, love to feel your touch I had you in the summertime, I loved you in the fall I got
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Ooh, I love you baby sometimes ain't too much Lord, I got to have ya, love to feel your touch I had you in the summertime, I loved you in the fall. I
get off this nic. E. Dog the break - Kick it ! Verse five: Like me if ya want'a. Diss me if you're gonna But my jam will still be kickin' on your neighborhood
playing lovers' rock, I got the folded fingers on her waist He end my butt up like the Arizona summer song Finished then she whisper ?Honey, let's exchange numbers? Scene three, weeks of datin', late night
she was igging me, ayo she was big on me Throughout the night she remained in my eyesight My man black cease was telling me, yo, she,s fly, right? No that the jam
them poor boy blue, yeah Friday nights I get tanked up And tossed in the local slam At least I get three square meals Until someone gets me out of this jam
bullet proof Make me shoot my eighty duke at your fucking roof You're barkin' with a big dog, nigga fucking roof Mr. S fuckin' Q I'm the fuckin' truth Three
bitin' Here I am, tellin' the truth and I'm spreadin' the word to my fellow youth It goes man-to-man and jam-to-jam I got hip-hop, rock, and love song
the world is technically not yours, peanut. It's a day in the life of the carnie dog-faced boy escapist. Living large, watching Springer, smoking beedies wrapped in bacon. At night
more time, good night, mmm, hmm And tell myself, "Self, I am so infatuated with you" Hey, thank you I'm infatuated with you, too Good night, self Good night, good night
runnin cause you gonna die like a sucker Murder Motherfucker!!! Uh!, where my mother fucking dogs at, Uh, Uh My nigga Jigga, My dog Ja, Irv Gotti, Rough Riders, Def Jam
II coast Friday night is the night they like to party the most From city to city, coast II coast (all night y'all) Friday night is the night they like
runnin' 'Cause you gonna die like a sucker, murder motherfucker Uh, where my mother fucking dogs at? My nigga Jigga, my dog Ja, Irv Gotti, Rough Riders, Def Jam
count.. i cant believe their giving air for these cats to breathe, but im a dog and i sniff between, i glow like the sun, but i run in the night, back
' rock, I got the folded fingers on her waist He end my butt up like the Arizona summer song Finished then she whisper 'honey, let's exchange numbers' Scene three: weeks of datin late night
