, Yeah Time And Again Into Trouble Livin' A Lie On Your Own Hunting Like A Thief In The Night Like A Dog For The Bone It's Gonna Take A Little Time
Lil' Cease] I say knick knack, give a dog a bone Which one of y'all broads Cease can take home? Cease is a freak, big, brown, and large Fuck with the
, feet smell like collard greens Toes kriss krossed like she on J. Dupris' team Button your sittin' up like beach balls in the sand plus A mouth full of rotten teeth with a
it ain't right Bet you bite all your life, cheat on your wife Run in a gun fight with nuthin but a knife Bangin with your boy, slingin with the crew And
all y'all players, play, I rather just hustle You didn't know I use my brain or flex a muscle Knick knack, patty whack, give a dog a bone Add a mllion
She was a prom queen, taking the world by storm I felt like James Dean with her on my arm The night was a free ride, lit by the moon I prayed from the
m up Take a shot like the last of the stand drop Boom boom boom check, then feel again That's the time to pull out the handcuffs Dials a one on a one
might throw a dog a bone I know you're thinking that the joke's on me Just take a look at what you 're dragging home -- Another hard up case It was a
don't know how much I hate everything about you. your voic E like good bourbon so elegant, tasteful and smooth. you're a goddess, a priestess, a temptress, a queen
18 with million dollar dreams (yeah), Moved to Jamaica Queens, like Prince Akim, But ain't looking for no queen, (nah) Came to get my c.r.e.a.m. (yup
and a queen must smile." Then hark a?? just then Hamlet hears a sound From behind the curtain a?? like a mouse skitt'rin' a?round. But it's really
When it come to pussy I'm a connoisseur, I can fuck you till your a lot more than kinda sore, Girl I'm a dog with a bone like a dinosaur, I make you scream
up Take a shot like the last of the stand drop Boom boom boom Check, then feel again That's the time to pull out the handcuffs Dials a one on a one minute
king I'm quite just, but it's just quite impossible, a robe and a robe and a robe and a bat, no double class inverse could make lying worth dying Right
most facile and vacuous, with words nearly singed, with the heartbeat of passions, spew forth with the grace of a tart going under, subject of great
get money is the mission It's the autocar magicain 09 but I drive a 012 expedition With an auto start enigition Four 15s hittin With a sign on the back
coming after you, him and his spot Still tied to the streets like a ish knot Ain't nothing fake, I'm not a Rolly with a tick tock Atlanta repper in the
smell like collard greens Toes *Kriss Krossed* like she on J. Dupri's team Bunyon you're sittin up like beach balls in the sand plus A mouth full of rotten teeth with a
