like a ? cook Me short look? That is not me I feel cookie like Rocky part three When I speak white girls jack me They know I rush limbo .. Part me ?
quite lovely and to snuff me Get your gang, 'cause I'm fightin' with more power than Chuck D Chuck D from Public Enemy? Yeah, he's a friend of me The
ride wit' me Now that a niggas so hot, can strike fire from me Thinkin' Nelly 'posed to take 'em outta poverty But when I tell 'em no, they think of robbin' me
' me, ain't that hard but it ain't that easy Like I don't know when to play hard and when to play easy Believe me, George and Weezy couldn't move up this
grill the fact that I'm free lets me know God is great ten year marathon of me selling concentrate these rappers talk crowns but I'd rather talk fear
the CEO see- You wanna get with me, work for me CUNT! Gotcha on lock walk on the block ya'all wanna talk 'cause you're ugly I'm not I got a man (What
saw some crying eyes down on c 'n' 79 There was a hitman on the phone he was try'na crush a friend of mine Me and merri were flying just above the flame
me Is this a good dream? Feels like a oh Oh my dreams of love gonna bring me back, Gonna bring me back to you Got a gun, fix me in, make my head spin
Hey, this song is for Marilyn and every drag queen... Oh brother, it's not like the past We were wearing stilettos and talking too fast Passing the
-n-k-y, 'ear me mc kinky, Me come fi chat 'bout the runnings in this me country How likkle merchant business widen spending capacity Me na talk about
't you see This ain' t the way it's supposed to be Mother father sister brother Happy family Can't you see I hate the way that you talk to me Mother
I feel like an anchor in your life I'm just a woman But more than a woman I have in my life She said, you bring me down You turn me around If there's
a fool but you say so many things I used to be a boy but now it seems I'm a man Pick myself up off the floor For another game of who's gonna hurt me
precious I don't mean to be uptight But tell me iron lady Are we moving to the right? No Clause 28 No Clause 28 Brother you're much too late They talk
Everybody's always talk talk Everybody's always talk talk Talkin' 'bout the state of love State of love Everybody's always talk talk Talkin' 'bout the
can I help you boy when I can barely help myself? I'm useless now as I have always been Just like some worthless love song dying on the radio We talk
arms I could laugh I could cry I could sigh If you're there to keep me warm to keep me warm warm warm Talk to me open your eyes Talk to me loose the
You're gonna like this one, i do See if Mr. Botha was a man He'd tip the hat, he'd pass the can But he don't talk for you and me I saw him on the BBC