little bit of tenderness Stability in your life Pull a star out of the sky and place it on your hand (Star out the sky and I place it on your hand)
and swing your love to me, baby Simple melody lady Come and swing your love to me, honey You know there's something between me and you Tell me your wish and
G D G E A She hit me like a hurricane D A And blew my heart away She clouded up my thinking B7 E7 And rained on my parade A I'm here in the aftermath
plan B Fuck around she and up like Jon Benet Ramsey (that's right) Matter of fact you better check the DNA (what) She probably ain't yours, and where
, and turn the planet into alchoholics, if i had a magic wand, i'd make the world suck my d*ck without a condom on, while im on the jon, if i had a millions
, be that song, the right type But only if Havoc and P spittin' wit' me And they say they gon' see that C.B. nice wit' it Hinnesy and Rimmy, and give
song, the right type But only if havoc and p spittin' wit' me And they say they gon' see that c.b. nice wit' it Hinnesy and rimmy, and give me some ice
of gettin money On second thought... Before Master P, I was bout it bout it B Before Cash Money, I already stashed money Before DMX, I was wild on the
2X) (Ludacris) Hey Jon (Lil Jon) What! (Ludacris) i think em girls messin wit our crew i aint like that, man (Lil Jon) we gotta
mind, 'cuz bitin' my tongue hurt Murder yo ass and lyrics and put ya face on a shirt I'm a mothafuckin' rida, 'cuz I thought y'all knew And I reppin'
shit George Bush How we do it? Like this Get crunk, b-b-bent I'd be the big bang and drank drank That's why I got a purple Sprite and y'all ain't I
on) From A-B to C, best learn your less-ons (-ons...) 'cause I'm so damn serious, it'll leave yo' ass stunned In the back and we packin on all who
?s and whys How to cross T's, how to dot I's Little did he know he created a monster Pitbull nigga I'm that monster D.B. them chicos is monsters Lil'Jon
Mom, that I'm gonna stick with this instead Fuck the crack rock , I rapped and hit the jackpot Now I'm on a plane writin' on my laptop It's all wiggy
said blushing as she spelled our names on the window of her sister's Monte Carlo And this is the soundtrack playing in back of our restless lives And
You may control her mind, but you can't control her mouth And these R&B stars having sex with the kids Need to be chopped up and castrated and served
On the top he had the SOUTH And on the bottom LIKE WHOA Big Sam with 36 off in my chain 4? off in my wood a woodgrain And my piece I'm bout to precious