through that sentence like a subject and a predicate Yeah, with a swagg' you would kill for Money too strong, pockets on body-builder Jumped in a wishing
afraid When the night comes It'll be just like the day And without the day light I am glowing from within All because the sun shined once again So play that sweet tune
so we rip the track This a fact, it's a wrap, uh! (Chorus) [G. Dep] Yo, yo Niggas mad at the fact we bad Man I won't stop like a New York taxicab If
that I should make a move on [(verse):Mc Lyte] Yeah I get exotic with tha malotic tune I get hypnotic with tha room but you got to put me down soon I flip a
Parira, Parira Parira Just play my tune, just play my tune Just play my tune, just play my tune Just play my tune, just play my tune Just give me a
good things come to an end? Dogs were whistling a new tune Barking at the new moon Hoping it would come soon So that they could die Dogs were whistling a new tune
tune Tomorrow never knows what it doesn't know too soon Need a little time to wake up Need a little time to wake up, wake up Need a little time to wake
Auto-Tune, death of the ring tone This ain't for iTunes, this ain't for sing-alongs This is Sinatra at the opera, bring a blond Preferably with a fat
, Orphan Annie You gotta pardon Jay, for sellin' out the garden in a day I'm like a young Marvin in his hay I'm a hustler homey, you a customer crony
words to the tune Tell the rhyme from the reason What should it matter, to the fool or the dreamer New hope, travelers in a storm Finding love is warm New day
Tyga and Jay Sean:- A-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-ah Life life Im living my life life Got a bitch wit an ass so nice Night
the dead, Here's a bouquet, L.V.s nigga on every suitcase, Y.M. nigga it's a new day, We the champions nigga hoo-ray Yeah, hammer in the Louis duff. Take a
through that sentence like a subject and a predicate Yeah, with a swag you would kill for Money too strong, pockets on bodybuilder Jumped in a wishing
a Midwestern town Waiting anxiously for the parade to begin all around On the very last day A unicorn headed the mystical way Surrounded by what seemed a
a Midwestern town Waiting anxiously for the parade to begin all round Ort the very last day A Unicorn headed the Mystical way Surrounded by what seemed a
on Shine or moons send me memories trail Over days of forgotten tales Course the compass to offer Into a time that we've all seen on Into a time that
a tune but I never saw the face Heard but not replaced I ventured to talk, but I never lost my place Cast out a spell rendered for the light of day
