just flew in from ga Ready to buy 4 kilos Then drive slow back to youngstown ohio So fuck these rhymes Let me stick my dick in your ear, And fuck with your mind
the world on my mind like Scarface though my sex drive like a car chase More than a uhh, it's the piece of mind I chase Stakes are high, like my uncle
and I know Yes and I know What you feel? And I've got a longin' that's hard to find Won't give me no peace of mind Something that I've lived with all
the voices in my head The clever words I never said Of all the things to happen In a girl panic, that's driving naked through my mind It's a crush panic
got me You got me You got me speechless Yes, yes, yes Yes, yes, yes Speechless, all I can say is Yes, yes, yes All I can say is Yes, yes, yes, yes
mind Baby boy, you are so damn fine Baby boy, won't you be mine? Baby boy, let's conceive an angel Baby boy, you stay on my mind Baby boy, you are so
know (And stay for a while) There is somethin' that you must know (Can I talk to you) There is somethin' that you must know (Say what's on my mind) Here
said All the things she said All the things she said Mother lookin' at me Tell me what do you see? Yes, I've lost my mind Daddy lookin' at me Will
can, girl Just to try to please you, baby Oh, maybe even teach you, lady Get your mind right tonight I'm switching on my hard-drive Searching you tonight
well got wits like Pernell its da bomb like ankle - rickety rocking mind deep as the Lockness waste brothas like Toxic wet like Goloshes Can I handle my biz? Yes
of me all the time Step and girl When you smile, you've got to know that you drive me wild Step by step, ooh baby You're always on my mind Step by step
When you showing me all the ways to love damn it drives me crazy i cant get enough so many befor never really sure but you showed me baby (Chours)
a rat why should you be a loser when you can be a winner Yes ma'am yes sir I- Brooklyn New York Brooklyn New York Get ready Doctor Williams will be in
That'll stab you in the head whether you're a fag or lez Or the homosex, hermaph or a trans-a-vest Pants or dress, hate fags? The answer's, "Yes" Homophobic
Must have been out of my mind Must have been a little bit crazy I had heaven in my hands Didn't know what to do with it Must have been seeing things
in her arms Sets my soul on fire Oh, when my baby kisses me It fills my heart with desire And when she wraps her lovin' arms around me Almost drives me out of my mind
when this issue's gone I'll see you when your clothes are on Take you car, yes we will We'll take your car and drive it We'll take it to a motel room
Backers Pussy Fat Wit Fine Asses In The Back Wit Lines Asking Who Dat On That New Track Wit That Rap Reclined Backwards I Knew That It Was You But Matta Fact Don't Mind