My favorite nothing loved me so And I'd trick him, he'd treat me In the end I let go I never found him worth my time How selfish, when he'd give his life
Hector Ormano is my favorite boxer He goes smasho and everyone cheers He turns big men into whimpering cowards He's so strong and how I adore him 'Cause
when I hear you on the radio I never want to change a single note It's what I tried to say all along You're my favorite song (my favorite song) And
These are a few of my favorite things When the dog bites When the bee stings When I'm feeling sad I simply remember my favorite things Then I don't feel
ever loved Now everything's so wrong Did you see me walkin' by Did it ever make you cry You're my favorite mistake You're my favorite mistake You're my favorite
Whatever poison is in this bottle Will leave me broken sore and stiff But it's the genie at the bottom Who I'm sucking at, he owes me one last wish So
(yeah) You're the one, yeahhhh (that's what it feels like) You're my favorite drug (you're my favorite drug) [Styles P:] You're my favorite drug, amazin
favorite Waste of time My-y-y, baby, you're my favorite Waste of time My-y-y, baby you're my favorite Waste of time My-y-y, baby you're my favorite
're my favorite waste of time . . . Mine baby you're my favorite waste of time. Mine baby you're my favorite waste of time. Mine baby you're my favorite
to beat that California sunshine Baby, you're my favorite, favorite state Baby, you're my favorite, favorite state of mind My favorite state of mind, yeah My favorite
You got killer eyes and an ice-cream tongue We got things to do while we're still young And so come along, come along, come along I'll come too You got
will find My favorite girl, oh She's my favorite girl Don't you know My favorite girl, oh She's my favorite girl My favorite girl, oh She's my favorite
[Petey Pablo:] I was so glad, when they said unto me Let us go into the house, of the gangsters [Chorus: Petey Pablo] If you don't call this gangster
It's payday, get that cheese You gotta get that cheese Just get that cheese Now when you're dreamin', it might not be real But when you're all alone,
Tell a nigga.. telephone, telegram; two-way that motherfucker Somebody let him know.. tell that nigga His bitch is out of pocket It was me and yo' broad
Only fuck with these silly-ass boys for fun Get 'em all alone an' a thug is hung He's screamin', ?Aiyah, aiyah? Only fuck with these silly-ass boys for
One, two, one, two, three, four First we got the crack, then we got the gats Then they changed all the laws, it was a set up Lockin' all the young homies
smiled She's thought about these things, it's been a long while She wants to play witchu if you can be alone She turned the radio on to play her favorite
