song, everywhere It's the same song We gon' take you all around the world, same song Same song Same song All around the world Same, same, same song song song
ever after You're harmony to the melody That's echoing inside my head A single voice above the noise Like a common thread, sing it to me When I hear my favorite song
got my world baptized Mafioso, scenarios, the scar poser Foggy survivalists rott cats in Congo 38 convo, blow a 3rd on my torso When exposed, my snuff
Nicki Nick gettin' married today And now you bitches that be hatin can catch a bouquet, oww Yeah, you a star in my eyes, you and all them white girls party of five
Ms. Popular, always on the roll Put my best foot forward, gotta get on with the show Strike a pose for the front cover of a magazine Everywhere I arrive, I get high-fives
a lot of little old ladies out there Step four, we hire the worst actors in New York And open on Broadway and before you can say, ?Step five? We close
woulda snapped But I cani??t sign nothing 'til my lawyer get the fax and No one decides who the definition of talent is And Mrs. Murry look at what my
don't let me break, please make me stronger how much longer, will it linger? well my heart is giving will they believe it when my song is over will they
ma lowest so I choose to get high. High, so high, that my name should be sky, its a bird its a plane, no its I Yea, I holla five on four till they bury
radio's playing all the Christmas songs Just the way that we like There's only five more days and I can't wait It's almost Christmas time There's five
take Brad Pitt to leave you It takes five seconds to need you When I'm mad at all the lovebirds 'Cause they don't know to play our song I wish that pretty
States Blues Wave that flag, wave it wide and high Summertime done, come and gone, my, oh, my My, my my my, my, oh, my my Summertime done, come and gone, my, oh, my
find a way to get you to notice me I got a four wheel drive, five five, brown eyes Then maybe you can handle these Because I'm free, single, sexy and sweet Makin' my
Girl I know you wanna show (Dut dun, dut dun) That thong, thong, thong, thong [Foxy Brown] This is the thong song You love it when I shake my little
sing you a song Listen to my song And I hope that you like it Oh, don't go away I want you to stay I'ma sing you a song Listen to my song And I hope
my shadow's jealous? My skin is mad at my flesh, my flesh hates my own bones My brain hates my heart, my heart makes the songs Though my songs come from
(Dolly Parton) Don't sing love songs You'll wake my mother She's sleeping here right by my side In her right hand is a silver dagger She says that