to talk this over Drunk love is getting sober That clicks with discover You say it's not worth it. Late night to talk this over Drunk love is getting
night to talk this over Drunk love is getting sober That clicks with discover You say it's not worth it. Late night to talk this over Drunk love is getting
to tend her, talked as I touch her She blushed, the clothes came off, and I bust her I'm up now, ready to get drunk on the block Here, take a cab, thanks
a dream as lovely, for a love that's only in books i read. and then i hit the cities, spent all my money, i just left my whole life in a taxi cab.
daddy now, Ima get hers She loves strip search, girl it gets worse Get it back to back, the ass I grab All the way the sacks, fit ass Fill me catch a cab, drunk
is sheddin shame all over your game Like them shorties who claim that afrocentric lovin is the past drug A life filled with (TWEET) that's what thugs love
Dancin around like a bunch of faggots, funnier than fuck you cab ask Bob Saggot. I never claimed that I knew how to dance but Ill get drunk, get high,
, Stoners.Dancin around like a bunch of faggots, funnier than fuck you cab ask Bob Saggot. I never claimed that I knew how to dance but Ill get drunk
Baby, I think I love you today Remember that time you threw a can of beer at me like a stone You drunk too much wine and threw up in the taxi cab on
your attitude determines your latitude. I'm high as a motherfucker, fly as a motherfucker And still the motherfucker you love to hate but can't because you love
owner of the team Style is owning the court and charging 'em all a fee Style is not lusting after someone because they're cool Style is loving yourself
naked body the bed you brought those stupid lamps your body echoes the last shadows of me against you you loved me. you loved me madly where did you
wanna try Pistol whip a soldier, with a missle on his shoulders You can fold or blow ya' brick house into some tiny boulders A grimey older cab will leave
'em Used to tell these chicks to shut up, now, he's shooshing 'em Get cash, get that ass, or put a foot in 'em Iron Flag, flag that cab, Bedford and
of talk is sheddin' shame All over your game like them shorties who claim That Afrocentric lovin' is the past drug A life filled with (unverified) that's what thugs love
't wholesale Just got through hittin' it so well, at a hotel But don't tell I cuss your fuckin' ass out bitch Fuck yo' drunk-ass and watch you pass out
off I got a baby mum and a lovely little son Lovely boy but his is mum is very very dumb I was very very drunk, I told her lot of secrets Very very drunk
