Founds total 13 songs
Bomb
All my ladies, put ya hands up. All my ladies, put ya hands up. . If you got that bomb, bomb, ba, bomb, ba, bomb, bomb. Know you got that bomb, bomb, ba, bomb, ba, bomb, bomb.
Waiting
This time, this time is my time. My life lies in the base line. You tried to take what was all mine. My pride, I bowed down and I swear. . My turn to make all the bells shine.
Invisible
I can feel you all around. In the silence I hear the sound. Of your foot steps on the ground. And my heart slows down. So now I'm. . I'm waiting for the moonlight.
The Boys
Punch line Queen, no boxer though. Might pull up in a Porsche, no boxster though. Tell a hater,"Yo don't you got cocks to blow?". Tell them Kangaroo Nick, I'll box a ho.
Dance The Pain Away
I'll take my time. Let the tears fall down. From my face. Wash the pain away. We're all speeding. Lost in this race. And my heart's in a hearse. Can we put it in reverse, babe.
I Don't Need A Reason
All I do is flex, I don't need a reason. All I want is sex, I don't need a reason. Fly out on a jet, I don't need a reason. Every day's a never ending summer season.
Daydreamin'
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Go Hard
Hey, bitch, what's up?. You know what, I'd really like to do that. But I don't have any fucking money. Like I don't have any fucking money. . Ey, bitch, do you really, really, really wanna go hard?.
Go Hard (la.la.la)
Hey, bitch, what's up?. You know what, I'd really like to do that. But I don't have any fucking money. Like I don't have any fucking money. . Ey, bitch, do you really, really, really wanna go hard?.
Breakfast
I got purple in my swisher. Purple in my car. Purple, purple in my wine clap. Purple label up. Grapes what's up. Grape, grape, grapes, what's up. Breakfast.
Breakfast (syrup)
I got purple in my swisher. Purple in my car. Purple, purple in my wine clap. Purple label up. Grapes what's up. Grape, grape, grapes, what's up. Breakfast.
Song For The Baby
So I'm writing this letter to you, baby.. Just like my mother told me.. She always said say yes before you say no and say maybe.. . See I never sugar coat any life lessons for you,.
Waiting
This time, this time is my time. My life lies in the base line. You tried to take what was all mine. My pride, I bowed down and I swear. . My turn to make all the bells shine.
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