fun x4 If ya try to get it in You can teach the class Can't be scared to hit the floor Shake your ass It's Kid Sister/ Nina Skye Keep it fresh from
Martini, maybe one, two or three. Watch a couple westerns on my color TV. I wear a robe to the packy in the morning to get the paper The brain behind the caper. Kid
like your sister, seems you barely ever miss her But another dude kiss her, you lose it, you wanna diss her Wanna hit her, like you hope no one do to your sister
', it's spring and Hailie's out side swingin', I walk right up to Kim and kiss her, tell her I miss her Hailie just smiles and winks at her little sister
turn your back on the pack (Sister sister, kissing by the tree) Teachers wanna teach but the law says 'whack' (Ripe right for pickin' something sweet) Don't let your kid
t get my hair to do that flippy thing either?Like that guy from that band can do...Some days, ya know... I?m an emo kid, non-conforming as can be. You
couldn't get my hair to do that flippy thing. Like that guy from that band can do. Some days, you know... I'm an emo kid, non-conforming as can be You
She'll tell you that she loves you, make you feel just like a kid She'll cry to you and lie to you, she'll do 'most anything She'll get right up next
name tanesha from the bronx Grew up in castle hill with two nieces and her aunt Her moms and her sister, everyday and night moms Tucked her in and kissed
couldn't get my hair to do that flippy thingy. Like that guy from that band can do. Some days, you know... I'm an emo kid, non-conforming as can be You
Kid Rock, I got the sex rhymes Kid Rock, I got the sex rhymes Kid Rock, I got the sex rhymes All world class Kid Rock, mother fucker, yo, I ain't no
momma a kiss Then I had to say goodbye In the morning woke momma with a kiss on each eyelid Even though I'm only a kid certain things can't be hid Momma
[Joey as Derrick] My names Derrick, I'm from Queens right there on Merrick Raised of honesty, loyalty, good merits Gotta lil sister and my pops just perished
:] I remember one year My mom took me school shopping It was me, my brother, my mom, oh, my pop, and my little sister All hopped in the car We headed
the microphone I'm on the microphone I'm on the microphone I praise the Lord that I'm no longer a vandal Kiss my daughter goodnight, then I light a
it If only I change You say I'm acting just like a kid Well, maybe I'm doing what I'm doing 'Cause I'd done what I did When I was a kid, maybe, maybe
on me Let your lovelight shine on me Shine throughout the world to see Let your lovelight shine on me Quiet whispers, death kisses Wordly ways is vicious
boulevard They got to barefoot cruise when it's forty-weight hard They look particularly dead beat, permanently pale Cecil picks up his butcher knife, waves it at the jail The kid