WARMTH. In my mouth. My hands, wrapped around. Strokin', up and down (...down... down). Is all this for me. But nothing can compare to. (Thank you). The warmth of my mouth.
I want for to lay down. I'm waiting till sundown, uh. I'm searching the haystacks. Water is sunshine. Wait for the moment. The moment between us. The fire is made now.
Whispering in his ear. My magic potion to love. Telling him, I'm sincere. And that there's nothin' too good for us. . And I've just got to be me, me, me.
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Like the fish in the lake and that cane pole you make. And the feeling when one's on the line. Like the smile of a friend glad to see you again. That erases the passing of time.
(We be kickin yo' fat funky ass, on WKYA). . What I'ma do now, huh? What I'ma do now, huh, huh?. What I'ma do now? It's all fucked up now.. . (Verse One).
Yo, fuck you!. Yo, y-yo .F-U-UCCCK YOUUUUU!. Yo yo yo, yo yo yo yo, fuck you!. Yo yo yo yo yo fuck you!. Yo, zim zeema, who got the keys to my Beema?.
Oh my God, oh my God. Aow. . Microphone checka, swingin' sword lecture. Closin' down the sector, supreme neck protector. Better warn them kid, Mr. Meth's a boiling pot.
Geyeah, NYMP the realest, uhh. This is educated thug MU-SIC, niggaz. . Life's a battle, mean streets eat you alive. Blocks'll have you, tryin to maintain your course.
Whispering in his ear. My magic potion to love. Telling him, I'm sincere. And that there's nothin' too good for us. . And I've just got to be me, me, me.
Braking her ass in the kitchen closet. They concern about what the floes shit. Potting spoon on this stove. This the ash to make her so fly. They can put the counting money sofa.
Oh my God, oh my God. . Microphone checka, swingin' sword lecture. Closin' down the sector, supreme neck protector. Better warn 'em kid, Mr. Meth's a boiling pot.
Come on. Yeah, yeah. Hey. What, what. Yeah, yeah. Yeah. Brooklyn, Brooklyn. Come on. . Yo, y'all gon' hear this in the nightclubs for a year. When the song go on, throw on, ya tight mugs or ya stares.
(La la la la la, La la la la la). . I heard a story. Somebody told me of three different women. Long ago. One wasn't worthy. One was just thirsty. One had tried everything to stop all the hurting.
Dirty E & T. We All We Got. StarTracks on the G-M-B. I'm not the man sittin' next to the man. But I'm the man sittin' wonderin if I'ma ever see you again.
[Erick Sermon]. I make a million buck. Every six months and y'all. Hating my game saying my name they call. Me the E wrong things. Knowing I'm fly without wings.
You see, it's this thing (Kelis). I like being single (ha ha). Outside, in my mind (Get Tasty). I liked the way we were (Cookies, Tasty). (Tasty, yeah, let's go).
Let's dive right in they ass quick fast an' in a hurry. Tell 'em what, tell 'em, what?. . While you was fallin' off, CaTashTraphe was fallin' on. Ask the niggas in the streets, I hold it down for Californ'.
Mmm, ooh, I know the pain you feel inside. And the tears you try to hide. In your heart you ask God why. Can you help me, will you help me, please?. .
Just how practical she is. [Incomprehensible], baby. I just want you to fantasize with imagination. Know what I'm saying, uh, yeah, yeah. . Uh, yeah, I like that.