Here we are, the four of us In total shock, me and her I closed my mouth and swallowed spit And I'm thinking to myself, "This is some deep shit" And
Now I'm dashin' home, doin' 85 Swervin' lane to lane with fire in my eyes I got a million thoughts going through my mind I'm thinkin' about what I'ma
Well, now he's staring at me like As if he was starin' in a mirror She yells, "Honey let me explain" He says, "You don't have to go no further" "I can
Seven o'clock in the mornin' And the rays from the sun wakes me I'm stretchin' and yawnin' In a bed that don't belong to me And a voice yells "Good mornin
Well, well, well, what the fuck is this? A condom in my bed, you better start talkin' bitch Before I take a match and burn this mother fucker down I said
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when i drop my flow my vibe and instrumental pain my loving only come with one essential pain you love suck dick well wait till this meet your dental
Chorus She walked out of my life now she wants me back She walked out of my life you she treated me like trash She walked out of my life now she calls
Ch-n mad dress like a fag in drag Squeeze it pon di war professor lad See me Motherf**ker Call 911 Better yet you better Speed dial god Holy shit Di ch
ch-n my pussy is on fire come back her you little liar me no Farrah faucet it no dead gal sit dung pon my cockey let me fuck you till you blead ch-n my
from now on i'm changing my name call me warprofessor yes i'm the real warprofessor ain't no doubt about it i got shit proper yes i am the real war professor
Chorus girl you pretty you cute cute petite and you nice pussy feel like the grip from a vice some girl hate you ture your class and style spit pon her
music ain't selling you will be better off beggin get a cup here what i'ma give u a couple shilins are start a lemonade stand here's some lemonade man dam yo ch
and yahoo you would think a john woo movie we a shoot people see my gun and say thats got to be new say what? you don't know? you suppose to know a who ch
Lascia ch'io pianga mia cruda sorte E che sospiri la liberta [2x] E che sospiri E che sospiri la liberta Lascia ch'io pianga mia cruda sorte E che sospiri
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Demonstrate I was raised from the start By a priest and the maid on the part Still know what to wear on my back Michigan Ponshewaing Cadillac If I ever
stack Pal around with democratic fellas named Mac Take me right back to the track, Jack Choo choo, choo choo ch?boogie Whoo whoo, whoo whoo ch?boogie Choo choo, choo choo ch