Instrumental
Sleepless nights by candlelight I'm sick of sneaking 'round A kiss is a kiss but this is fake I spend all my time trying to stay awake But if I'm dreaming
U.S. cool costs too much money And takes up all my time British humor isn't funny I'm just trying to catch your eye You've no idea what your looks do
Bitching with my sisters is a pure and rare delight Blissfully narcissistic only I won't get a Bite my tongue before I say a single thing That gives the
I won't wake up with you again And this is why All your sweet talk drives me insane You're the wrong guy You were down but now you're getting up All
You're right, I just messed up again Last night a bridge too far You should have seen the lecherous beerguts And lush velveteen A compliment comes easy
Bow Wow ft. Chris Brown Shorty Like Mine [LBW:] Ya'll Know What This Is [Chorus] Only Thing That Keeps Me Up When I'm Feelin Down I Don't Know About
Full Company: Dames are temporary flames to you. Dames, you don't recall their names, Do you? Slims and all curvy, Sweet, shy and nervy, There is
Greasy jungle metropolis noir Easy tangles the easiest so far Ah, ah I drove down your road, Hazel dean where I tasted Your funeral home's sandwiches
had a crush and oh he crushed me you don't want to go there, trust me so you play a real tough game, i see. you're barely tickling me, fresh air, a rainy
Doin' your mom, doin' doin' your mom. x2 Doin' your mom, doin' doin' your mom, You we straight, we're doin' your mom. x3 I'm doin' your mom, yes yours
There is a spring, not far from here The water runs both sweet and clear Both sweet and clear, and cold Could crack your bones with veins of gold I stood
(G. Slick) Lady, you keep asking why he likes you how come Wonder why he wants more if he just had some Boys, she's got more to play with in the way
Come on, come on let's have a song the morning sun is soon to come we don't have time to linger on there comes a time, there comes a time to make it
Eeeh so wa dem a seh, anywhere milli deh di fat kitty dem de, ehzinnit Yeah man a so it go yunno yo, my ladies haa... (Chorus) Ey miss fatty fatty yu
Bows, Nihilism Non-existent master. you always never override the Nothing ideology Pseudo positve hopeful nothings Shadow motivation trainer Ghosts barking
Hey, nicknamed Fatty Boo with a name lisa she no have no boyfriend she live up the fridge freezer triple chin or facial hair, she favour geezer although