were otherwise Because my eyes can see the truth and reality Ten little girls come out to play They didn't stand a chance they got blown away (Say it isn't so) Ten little
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of little yous But they not original and they not identical They just studied your flows and they watched your interviews That's when hip hop if it's not ten
I'm a Dope House profit, suckers can't stop it They might got muscle, but they got no logic And I got a big heart, by the size of a lion Five minus four, girl
breakfast to my bed every day For ten long years She was my pride and joy Oh for ten long years She was my pride and joy And I used to call her my little girl
Verse Three] I'm in the ten minutes to nine, leanin' on 'em Like I'm ten minutes behind, fuck a hundred shots Give me a .40 cal wit' ten in it, I'm fine Just spray, and shit'll get you ten
blunt We ain't stoppin til the sun comes up Tonight I wanna make some mistakes Consume a lot of drinks and get shitfaced Wanna meet a lot of girls Spit a little
blunt we ain't stoppin til the sun comes up Tonight I wanna make some mistakes consume a lot of drinks and get shitfaced wanna meet a lot of girls spit a little
that fast do it slower You gone ruin the mood Move ya hand let me see [Verse 3] Baby girl let a nigga slide in them guts My little man wanna hide them
my knees, stick my tongue in between You'll be speaking Chinese (choy yooy yoon) [Verse 3] Baby girl let a nigga slide in them guts My little man wanna
One two three Four five six Gotta do a dance And it goes like this Yeah some little girl's gotta hold on me She's only thirteen but oh so sweet Got me
Rid Of Me Bombs Like Timothy Arms Like A Centipede Hoes Through His Door Make Sure He's A Memory One Nigga But I Got Em' Shook Like There's Ten Of Me
whole of cops, and a whole lot of blood stained Sheets, drunk a lot of beers, shed a bunch of tears When I reminisce on them years, when I see little boys and girls
is right just to fuck a ho It's always popular with the girls and the guys 'Cause for all my money, it's the best buy Ten dollars, two hours is the time
I ain't mad at cha [Verse One: 2Pac] Now we was once two niggaz of the same kind Quick to holla at a hoochie with the same line You was just a little
head a little Ma, you critical, way back Believe you broke your boy neck when you stepped in In them tight shorts, you made the games begin (It's all about ten
Cause I ain't mad at cha [Verse One: 2Pac] Now we was once two niggaz of the same kind Quick to holla at a hoochie with the same line You was just a little
you open your mind, Bet in a minute you'll find it's time. Let the Outlaws play. What'z ya phone number. [Chorus repeats 2X] [Girl and Tupac converse
