Come on babe, ooh, ooh Don't make me sleep on the couch, no, no, no Love Jones is on the TV again, baby Ooh, I wanna go down south, yeah Come on baby
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Come on, baby Don't make me sleep on the couch Love Jones is on the TV again, baby Eye wanna go down south, yeah Oh come on, baby It's undignified 2
: Come on, baby Don't make me sleep on the couch Love Jones is on the TV again, baby Eye wanna go down south, yeah Oh come on, baby It's undignified
Da Prince] I'm Mr Got bread like Quizno's better known as MJ with the big nose I swear your artist couldn't see me on his tip toes only on TV I gotta
bet, what? (Take it all, you need me) That he too much of a thug for you Wanna be ballers out here to deal with Make it competition, go sit on the couch
I'm havin illusions, illusions of me on channel eleven on a black and white tube and Mack and the Gene are one of mine show Hangin with Sinead and they sippin on
cryin like they never wept/ Slept in the gutter with no tech, I'm still in the dungeon/ Bitch I never left, pass that sticky icky ganja/ Creep on ah
won't get in between my Red fire and a magnetic force I need to be I need to be uncontrollably torn Uncontrollably torn Uncontrollably We'll settle in your couch
prince of a jewel thief, so smack the millions Came back, wrapped it up, too sweet The game is missin' somethin' unique I put too much to fall back on
distract on a ancient crucial suspension suspect a sent or no souls past like Krueger's is gross Satanic in scent were wrote on the scent
he thirsty The first week we made him eat shit! Videotaped his wiz and I fucked his bitch Made him watch me on the couch havin' fun with his kids So
TGIF 'cause the stress ends soon Got your friends on your couch, your disc rocking tunes As you stand with your band in a room that is strewn With Zeus
Pipe down and swearing. Look, from here on, You'd say nothing wrong. Now try it again. [Roxie Hart] - I was born on... [Velma Kelly] - Come on... You
out Beat it up 'til we all pass out Is it money or the way CaTash ride on the beat That got the bitches in the party feelin' light on they feet? I take
boys, wipe off my dubs Hittin' on chickens and buckets, so what they rollin' on hubs I'm honkin' my horn like a animal straight from the barn So what if they foreign? Prince
wide like H.C. Andersen, I won't quit Don't depend on the rap game, I depend on my brain Ya stereotype me; I knock you out like prince Naseem [Rapverse
