We got soul Soul soul soul tonight We got soul Shake and we provide 1.2.3.4 So step from side to side to side now Honey move your hips from left to right
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We got soul Soul soul soul tonight We got soul Shake and we provide 1,2,3,4 So step from side to side now Honey's move your hips from left to right now
I Want - some - peace and quiet!' So we fought a while caught our breath a while I told her how the purple flowers glow along the river side She told
my mind has gone My mind forgot the colour of direction And my eyes they see the hands That could have built That could have constructed The empire in my mind The empire
where she stood and then that Fly Girl was a-scream and laughing at the same time and till that Beanni did fly and fall and crash into her side and
All hell's crashing down inside The windows to the other side Shimmering in rooms to quiet sighs of 'Oh well if it's happening there It isn't here',
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Yeah Firing Squad nigga. Teflon. Salute I got a ride You got a ride We got a ride that hit up from both sides (X 1.5) Yo it's the way of the world right
pliers This mic get iced once I cream niggas like wires Paper weight fires Play them both sides of the fence like barbed wires But I will make your whole entire empire
, now it's time to exchange the contracts With the people who sold us a million-pound semi. Straight out of national service, Demob suits and short back and sides
bottom like a two-ton anchor And break, pull the rope, point blank, I'm a sniper Rapper like a pack, step on 'em like a mack My DJ cut-creator scratch a record like a cat E at my side
what I meant there Doesn't impair Now you're learnin' it Keep rehearsin' it 'Til it's permanent Like pimp hair Got an empire I'm the emperor Like the cat
scandles I handle, still on some calm shit Darts spit, Mr. Corleone's orders for cross water Myalansky, As astatsian type, pearl torture Street cat burn your empire
Inner North London, top floor flat All white walls, white carpet, white cat, Rice Paper partitions Modern art and ambition The host?s a physician, Lovely
what I meant there Doesn't impair Now you're learnin' it Keep versin' it 'til it's permanent Like pen-pal Got an empire I'm the emperor Like the cat
Strappin' to the bottom like a two-ton anchor And break, pull the rope, point blank, I'm a sniper Rapper like a pack, step on 'em like a mack My DJ Cut-Creator scratch a record like a cat E at my side
