then turned ma fones off and got missin Listen, when Remys in the system aint no tellin will I fuck him will I kiss him I lick ma lips but I?ll never kiss
[Verse 1 - Tech N9ne] Wake up in the morning with my betta half (Chaa) On a boat lift the covers and I pet her ass (Chaa) Never know when I gotta go cuz
I had Made me want sex hella bad! [Verse 2] The next day my wifes checking the account She said your only bringing 4,000 a month So last night you spent 1
ne you dissed it But they missed it Told me that you sold 200,000 with pride But you lied, I don't mean to hurt yo feelings inside But you sold 5,000
you call Cuz I can't be thuggin' with y'all, niggaz ain't bout paper at all I can't be frontin' like I'm broke, niggaz can see I ain't broke $1,000 worth
you pass me by... You got me all shook up Got me all shook up lady...oh I love the way you smile It always drive me wild it makes my heartbetgo 1,000
go Coast to Coast or just next do' (door) But, I gots to go, I gots to go Eh, eh, (I gots to go) eh (go), eh, eh, eh (gotta go) [Verse 1: David Banner
....go outside and give the coupe a kiss! Can't pop fly, I get my socks tied I'm being watched by...News 1, Fox 5 CNN, NBC, CBS....creep in my home Magazines
, get it right the vicious price ($50,000) Plus my kicks are Nike...this what the bitches like Like ya bitch and wife, and sister might get tonight Mister right, kissed
all niggas don't want it with us man, this round 1 of 15 rounds, B. We ready. You ain't gon' bluff us with no concert, sell out 25 000 actin like you
"Three, two, one, contact!" [Chorus: x4] [Apathy:] "Representin' like what" [Biggie:] "1,000 grams of uncut to the gut" [Verse 1:] I'm the type that
print in the magazines is nonsense Stop all this Yakkety yakkin The fact that nobody rappin Can stack 'em up to the ceiling Like 30,000 a building now You got Jigga, Ja, Nelly, Nas, Eminem, and Kiss
think that I could stand to sleep Inside of our wedding bed Without your kisses and your freezing feet Or getting dressed inside a closet Filled with your old clothes 1,000
grasping your mandible The memory of you existed's the only thing that's Intangible Tonedeff is actual, living, but really though Cause, I'm nastier than 4.000
again How could you hurt me You said you would never desert me But these feelings that I have for you You was my first kiss, my first love 1,000 miles
VERS 1 tut mir leid, ihr seid nicht in meiner Liga, Jungs, Tempelhof, Schoneberg, der, der deine Lieder bumst. Madels, kommt es gibt Sex on the Beach,
through some ups and downs, and whole lot of turn arounds. I been on the shelf and even killed myself... 1,000 times ago and maybe 1,000 times more.