to yourself when he was in Sure it hurts when he comes 'til he touch ya chin You're in love with the girl See I'm a crip in dark blue Chucks And I does
glory [Pusha T] EGHCK! fuck ya crews and, who ya choosin' Critics and news, and all their reviews The watch jeweled and, VS jewels with Different hews, of rogues or blues
blue two seater Lookin' like I'm finna cock a nine millimeter Get out with my highhill cuffs Twisting my ass 'cause I know what guys want Licking my
A Real G Believe That Feelin Like Outkast Im Already Big Now Im Finna Be On 3 Stacks She On That Superman Blue And Red Cop Car Cant Sing A Lick Now She
born of woe But I hear it call and I've got to go Where can I be headed for The blues call it my north to lick my heart once more Love lives in a lonely
It wasn't my fault I acted out of self-defense, he killed my best friend (Who's him?) I mean them, they was all dressed in blue and they want me dead
open this mouth wide eat your heart I can hardly wait I can hardly wait I can hardly wait I can hardly wait Lips cracked dry, tongue blue burst Say angel come, say lick
envelope Lick and lick it Oh, oh Oh, oh I need you The time is running out Oh baby Can't you hear me call? It turns me on To imagine Your blue eyes
the sea (Blue, blue sea) I?m swimming out on the ocean (Blue, blue ocean) You?re sailing out on the sea (Blue, blue sea) Blue, blue ocean Blue, blue
on I've seen this city, so on, I'm looking out for no one Pilot in my eye, it gets blue like neon It gets blue like neon It gets blue like neon Can
Baby, let me la, la, la, lick your body Wax that ass, wax on wax off like Mr. Miyagi I'mma eat that plum, pop that cherry, Lick chocolate from your
and stroking your body, We gonna make a love song, we doni??t need no body but my guitar. Verse 1 (Baby Blue): Yea, Baby Blue, Whoa I play wit it each
might let me lick her, now she miss me sayin [Adele] I hoped you'd see my face and that you'd be reminded I hate to turn out up out of the blue uninvited
, yeah real or fake! most bitches, niggas gon be real or fake, yeah, real or fake, bitch! real or fake hotter then the summer coupe south beach fountain blue
paint that shine and gloss (Ya dig?) I'm yo'supafly (Ya dig?) Yo Black Ceaser (Alright man) Girl you too shy to speak then take a breather (Ha, ha) Can you dig this? Lick
of us U, K, man we been messin? with the same girl Said she got me on her ringtone Are you talkin? ?bout the pink phone? Mm mmm, the blue one Man, she
thats for real girl And then step two when you land off the plane up in Malibu Limo, chauffeur service awaits you Champagne open and the sunroof too Black leather interior trimmed in powder blue