' up in the spot Don't bring nothing we call pink dot 'Cause we burnin' around the clock Hit the lights and then turn them off If you bring that don't
i hear you talkin Don't know who your tryin to flatter got my mind made up, I-I-I'm ready for ya I'm in control but with you bein a man You don't seem
floor Pink Rosay, think OJ I get away with murder when I sling yay [Incomprehensible] got less steps then Britney That means it ain't stepped on, dig me
so wasted Tell the bartender send me 20 more cases This is GPSA (Ghetto public service announcement) We don't get fucked up no more, we get wasted Gucci
me Take my hand Let's climb some trees Throw me in the air Laugh with me (we'll have so much fun) Smile with me (yay) Play with me Can't we all just
dance floor You get what you're given It's all how you use it You take what you get and you get what you give I say don't run from yourself, man, that
Don't stress me out (don't do it) Don't talk about (don't talk) No promises (no promises) Your privileges To love me now Don't you wanna dance with me? Tell me
or no vodka, my soul will make me pop ya Don't make me have to milk box ya, I'm serious I'm cool, what you wishin', don't talk 'cause I'm listenin'
, you rock so well" I've got class like Pink Champale MCA grab the mic before the mic goes stale Don't test me, they can't arrest me I'll fake right
comes to pink polka dots and plaids Glad to meet you, my name is Dre But you can call me Possum Allawishes Jenkins Andre 3000 for short And naaw, I don't
to you to lend me your heart, but you won't let go And as you leave me You're in my heart I feel true love and it won't let go It's up to you to mend
My eyes are turnin' pink Don't call us when the new age Gets old enough to drink 'Cause Lord only knows it's getting late Your senses are gone so don't
talkin', don't know who you tryin' to flatter./ Got my mind made up. I-I-I'm ready for ya./ I'm in control, but with you bein' a man,/ You don't seem
Goon For her birthday I bought her a pink ski mask When I piss her off she don't let me eat the pussy when she get mad For real, nigga, I ain't gon'
my phone under Lil Boo Like your sex but more love what cha do Turn me on how you stare at me when we through When you give it to me, I don't wanna turn
, I need a leech Why complain on easy streets? I don't even talk, I let the Visa speak And I like my Sprite Easter pink And my wrist special clock but
, I need a leech Why complain on easy streets? I don't even talk, I let the Visa speak And I like my Sprite Easter pink And my wrist special par but