crumble like mine? I wonder, darling, who's next in line? Who will the next fool be? Who will you kiss like you kissed me? Who will be next to look
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bigger than Pinocchio's John Quincy Adams was number six And it's Andrew Jackson's butt he kicks So Jackson learns to play politics Next time he's the
ask yourself, why is he number one? Now ask yourself, who's done what he's done? Then ask yourself, you're fit for the long run? You think it's a game
though Shots in the spinal from my rivals Cross the T's and dot the I's and Pay the judge, drop the top, we'll mess around Shit, it's the kid rapper's
the back Next time I think I'm gonna win with some Pat Some Hen, some Cap, some droolin' on my pipeline Give ya boy oral 'til his heart flat line She
where your colors roll, (Jadakiss) Yo the piff that I'm blowin' on's f-cking up the ozone, plus I keep a d-pe line similar to Cold Stone's (uh), Ice
you must like men And homeboy that's where our serious problems begin Because to me women are God's true gift There's absolutely no question who I'd
rollin' full of men No kids or boys, E got the mac ten Islam's got the Zulu nation back up DJ Aladdin's who hooked the fuckin' track up Syndicate's maken
sure to get heard cracked I don't drink or smoke or do dumb drugs But my posse's still labeled street thugs L.A.P.D's got all my boy's mugs Can't use
it went down But she's no longer around Left town with some fly guy She's on some island drinkin D'Acqueray's and Mai Thai's But she gave me the keys
floor Party on the dance floor Party on the dance floor Evil E's in the place Evil E's in the place Evil E's in the place Evil E's in the place Doggin
baby I've got mine We fuss and fight 'bout who is right And who is out of line But keep on falling in right next to me Baby, keep on falling in right next
Oh, What ya drink? What you sip? I got the next round Martini or Goose, now Tell me what's up, what's up The conversation my eyes Is havin' wit your thighs Gone get me outta line
gang of tough fools in my time So try me you're liable to lose on my line The 44'll be what cracks ya head 'Cos that's exactly what I'm 'bout to cap
whose guidin the train, whose flyin the plane, whose drivin the lane, who dies when it bang, who fires when it bang, who lies in the aim, two lives in the drain, who
a movie star? When l turn on my TV will you smile and wave at me? Telling Oprah who you are So you want to be a rock star With blue eyed bunny's in
when i got my time like yeah, one whole year i got to grind but get me losing off your mind shorty may i remind you that there aint another nigga who
