my barbie dream car, Imma Jump on him imma ride him like a theme park. Family guy, lets have a little stewie buss a youie I forgot my hewey, dewey, lewie. Wedding
black tux hit j.lo and tell her call the wedding planner up set the date i'll be there meet me at the alter honey you aint gotta worry bout all them
In one nigga, amazing shit I got that Courtney Love for you, that crazy shit I don't drink every bottle I own, I be agin' shit And I got them wedding
last night One pound ten for the wedding cake And plenty bottle of cola wine All the people them dress up in a white Fi go eat out Johnson wedding cake
a hurtful sight Oh, I miss being Mrs. tonight Oh, I miss being Mrs. tonight Oh, and how I loved them loving arms That once held me so tight I took off my wedding
When a cowboy loves a cowgirl They attract together But when a forcefield breaks them apart They won't survive forever It's like "It's over", We're done
there was a young boy not even two years old Blessed with a mother who loved him so She abandoned her dreams to nourish his own It wasn't easy for the two of them
In a the car with us Them nah war with us In a the club them want flex with us To get next to us Them cah vex with us From the day me born Jah ignite
to this country We were kings and queens, never porch monkeys There was empires in Africa called Kush Timbuktu, where every race came to get books To learn from black teachers who taught Greeks and Romans Asian, Arabs and gave them
't dying anyway Take a look at eye full towers Never trust them dirty liars Sippin' lemon yellow booze Ol' leadbelly sings the blues All dressed up on wedding
blowin' Niggas in jail know it when you do it Do it yourself and never tell no one You see them shells blowin'? I go to hell knowin' That I had them eagles
Everywhere, I see them there, I stop and stare at patterns. I don't care, I must declare, I got a flair for patterns. On my hair, the clothes I wear,
Akiva Schaffer] Now pull your waistband up like you expectin' a flood And slick your hair down flat like it was covered in mud Trim up your pencil mustache and pop them
That's the one with our favorite tub Damn you fly, why lie when I get high All I do is think about how I'ma ride them thighs I ain't never been one to
let the skies hold the thoughts The streets are like the high road that I go across (Kanye) I mean, my whole team 'bout to smash the streets The Phillip Lim remind them
D?s smashed in her blouses fuck a hotel, my nigga we rent houses (houses) my nigga, we rent houses so many wedding rings lost in them couches I?m just
home the bacon Got no money and you got no car Then you got no women and there you are Some girls are sadistic, materialistic Lookin' for a man makes them
fell Back when I was young, the birds blocked out the sun Before the great migration south We only shot a few They last the winter through Mother cooked them good and served them
