He speaks of a farewell kiss to me He's sure got a lotta gall To be so useless and all Muttering small talk at the wall While I'm in the hall Oh, how
a surprise right now Cause we just havin the time of our lives right now [Chorus] [Drake] Well alright, uhh I live by some advices girl, Lisa told me The other day Lisa
lets take it up a notch for more loot to collect Which dress possess the best breast: Dolly Parton in a cowboy vest? Tyra Banks in stretch? Lisa Lisa
ever fuck dick tracy? Did jasmine guy ever fuck teddy ri' And them other two guys Cause they was all part of guy Remember aaron hall, damon hall Did
[Master P] I like a bad chick like, Martha Stewart that go to jail and holdin these streets down, Lisa Raye be a entertainer and still got a ghetto pass
to relieve her She walks alone from wall to wall Lost in a hall, she can't hear me Though I know she likes to be near me Lisa, Lisa, sad Lisa, Lisa
the ground Let?s dance, let?s shout (Shout) Shake your body down to the ground So baby-baby, let me see you move your body on the dance hall floor Gotta
just run down, a fixer upper I just need some sound advise from someone with an open mind To think creatively of all the possibilities See the smile of Mona Lisa
divorce / Divorce court / Caught cheating on your progress report / Port Authority / Delightful / Philander / Reliable / Bologna / Neanderthal pandering whore / Hormones make whores moan / Mona Lisa
if I ain't do the shit It was hectic, a total fuckin' nightmare A room full of preps, and one thug with braided hair Runnin' through the halls screamin
the morning sun was embarrassed to find them Lying together Neither could remember the other's name He stepped out of her mind And into the hall And
" i took her outta hooters, man she aint gotta work ass so big, its fallen out ha miniskirt face like Halle, body like Alicia, this a perfect picture call it Mona Lisa
Roll with Gs and we'll show you how to get dough Third degree, let it burn with my kinfolk Ayo, ayo, ayo Who these corner store rappers slingin' cracks in my hall
I met a girl with pretty hips and thighs, Lisa was her name. Packed with perky lips and goo-goo eyes. She drives me insane. Tonsel-wrestling all the
a little history, y'know, with a little music like 'Annie get Your Gun' and a pioneer-dressed woman... and the story line developing through the, um, the dance hall