my place, just you and me) (Would it be outta place for you and I to get together) (And my place, just you and me) (Would it be outta place for us to
once I . . . Mark: Three Dog Night? Howard: Yeah . . . Mark: Oh! I love them! They're my favorite band! oh gawd . . . oh, do you like my new car . . . ? My
price to pay Cause the bags was heavy my chain swangin like a ice capade Got the feds lookin twice this way Cause we shuffle the P's in different places
I wear my pride on my sleeve like a bracelet If God had an iPod, I'd be on his playlist My phrases amazes the faces in places The favourite, huh My cup
m Bobby Brown, that?s my perogative I can do you like I?m Boys II men, until the end of the road Or do you like it when I?m Kaysha and make you my girl
From X-Clan), Dana Dane, Pebblee Poo & Just Ice) [Sample of the late James Brown's "Get Up, Get Into it, Get involved"] [Bobby Byrd:] ("GET INVOLVED
then me, hypnotized by the devil as well Hold out my hand as an invitation into my hotel No need to RSVP, place your hand in my palm As all your girlfriends
am so outrageous I wear my pride on my sleeve like a bracelet If god had a iPod, I'd be on his playlist My phrases amazing, the faces and places, the favorite My
the world seen lots of pretty girls but no one has seem to catch my eye feelins and faces change nothing remains the same as long as your not by my
mint green, I ain't talkin', Bobby Brown, 3 for 10? shawty how that sound? (3 for 10?) shawty how that sound? (I ain't talkin' bout Bobby Brown?) shawty
piece of our hearts and Otis Brought us all to the dock of a bay Sing a song to light my fire, remember Jim That way, they've all found another place, another place
You're ready for loving You're real independent so your parents be bugging But if you ever need a place to stay (Oooh you love me) Come around my way
Another place, another time Another song, another rhyme Is it so wrong to wish it so? The seasons come, the seasons go Another year, another day So long
dark and lovely And if they're sayin black is beautiful, it's true not phony I'm brown-er than bobby so won't you be my +tenderoni+ And get a whiff of
head and feel my spin Since diamond came around Now she down with a team [grimm] Now I'm down with bobby brown But I love al green Keep a sweet in my
His tailor-made Armani suits, played with Tommy boots Pushed more hummers than army troops, word to my men Dukes.] Look at him 'sached down, more kids than Bobby Brown