(Swing Out Sister) You On My Mind Friends say I'll get over you soon Thoughts of you come back to fill me with gloom Time forgets but I'm not over you
) All that you need I can give you (You don't have to wait, you don't have to wait on) I do, satisfy you (You don't have to wait on him) P Diddy - (Ai
you can't chew And don't trail behind when I'm coming through Fronting the feel that you really can't feel 'Cause you're trying to feel what's on my
okay, come on Okay okay, come on Okay okay, come on Okay okay, come on Okay okay, come on Okay okay, come on Okay okay, come on Okay okay, come on
Technician, musical musician I'm stating the facts, strictly non-fiction In hip-hop, you wonder who's in trouble most Creativity, you get a double dose How can you
king] Technician, musical musician I'm stating the facts, strictly non-fiction In hip-hop, you wonder who's in trouble most Creativity, you get a double dose How can you
sister got steamed Then Miss Thing tried to scream on my brethern I got mad, spit flame on the name Stefan, tattooed on her arm Hoe you ain't the bomb
m talking `bout sisters as well And I wish you good luck Gotta believe it... Better believe it... Oh, but the world's still on fire Chain the hope you take on
, inside you distilled Back in the form of mist You wishin', you did the knowledge before speakin' Seekin', where you went wrong And why would I bring you
further, friends As you call ?em they call you when they need somethin? Trees for the blunt, two G's for the front I found a way to get peace of mind
Money spent on refreshments to cool my temperature A fine wine or two, sweet food for my mind song The coolest music to swing to Jamming out tunes that
'm still living for you, I'm still swinging on a nigga Still pulling on a flicker flicker, as I inhale the smoke With my kinfolk, G-double O D I E M O
that in mind, mon cherie amore Cause I'm a lover you find quite young And brooklyn new york, is where I'm from So keep it on and you don't quit That supercalafragilisticexpalidopeshit
love him back) And more people of the world should be like that So swing swing y'all (Swing y'all) Swing y'all (Swing y'all) Check out how we do our
Mabel and she brought my kid to table Ate pasta with this rasta, went out with her sister Her hands on her chin, thought she was a mister Went out disco
I'm out for mines and I'm goin' to clock What's mine on the line on a rhyme I will dine Never ate the pig can't deal with the swine Keep on, yes my
wrong with the heat? Not that I'm complaining, mind you but... you know... lf you can bring some blankets on the way... [Mama Morton] Lights out, ladies
'm voicing my poise I got poison lines So flame on I turn my game on the expert Niggas get chills when you hear my name on the network Fuck what you niggas kickin on the mic You
