coming 'round, coming 'round? Where are all the men in this town? And what's a girl supposed to do? Did they all run off when they knew That I was coming 'round, coming
do it I make it rain, rain Till the sun come out A nigga playin', playin' We make the guns come out Now, my question is Who they gonna blame When I'm back number one on
His wings Christ the highest Heaven adored Christ the everlasting Lord Come desire of nations come Fix in us Thy humble home Come desire of nations come
glad and golden hours come swiftly on the wing O rest beside the weary road and hear the angels sing For lo the days are hastening on, by prophets
no heat We stay under covers There was life like u never seen Grandma taking extra people in Come dinner time It was tippin' 18 Boil a big pot of water on
Come down to the manger, see the little stranger Wrapped in swaddling clothes, the prince of peace The wheels start turning, torches start burning And
Sailin' down behind the sun Waitin' for the Prince to come Praying for the healing rain To restore my soul again Just a toe rag on the run How did I
, trust the lady of my life, she hittin' Hit her with a drop top with the ribbon Crib for my mom on the outskirts of Philly You trying to flex on me Don
fries with Cokes She kicked her shoes off onto the floor She said, "Drive fast, speed turns me on" She put her hand on my knee, I put my foot on the
Aruba, Jamaica ooo I wanna take you Bermuda, Bahama come on pretty mama Key Largo, Montego baby why don't we go Jamaica Off the Florida Keys There's
to shut me down on MTV But it feels so empty, without me So, come on and dip, bum on your lips Fuck that, cum on your lips, and some on your tits And
' you What goes around comes back around You see me in the club Rollin' your eyes (Whatever bitch) 'Cuz chick's like you get's no love (Whatever) Hatin' on
away I got my money on a palm tonight Change came in disguise of revelation, set his soul on fire She says she always knew he'd come around And the decades
gun) You ain't real, hope ya (Got yourself a gun) My first album had no famous guest appearances The outcome, I'm was crowned the best lyricist Many years on
ya ("got yourself a gun") [verse 1] My first album had no famous guest appearances The outcome, I'm was crowned the best lyricist Many years on
Come out with your hands on your head Turn the rap music off and step away from the stereo Put the rap album down Leave MC Hammer alone, turn it off Right
DJ, please pick up your phone I?m on the request line This is a Missy Elliott one-time exclusive (Come on) Is it worth it, let me work it I put my bang
heavenly Prince of peace Hail, the Son of righteousness Light and life to all he brings Risen with healing in His wings Mild He leaves His throne on