My mother says you were a body in the rain, a rotting corpse found in the gallows. I wanna take you home, I wanna play dress up, I wanna show you off!
My mother says you were A body in the rain A rotting corpse found in the gallows I want to take you home I want to play dress-up I want to show you off
Tradução: Kiss Kiss. Disfrazarse.
got dressed up And went and took all the bitches of the athletes [Mikey Rocks:] Big up to what's been up, nigga Pin-ups from when we clicked up and
: I confess, I{'m just} messed up dropping "I'm sorry" like you're still around And I know you dressed up {said} "hey kid you'll never live this down
time it is I'm bout to call the realtor Yo ma, where you tryna live [Robin Thicke] Pushin it your lips Cause my drug is your kiss I'm pushin it your
, Jesse Jackson will And if all else fails, I'll see you in hell Wear that G-Unit spinner when you come to L.A. I have a nigga parkin cars, dressed up
rocks when Master P was sayin "Unnnh" Buck pass the blunt These G-Unit girls just wanna have, fun Coke and rum Got weed on the ton I'm bangin with my hand up her dress
night Call me Cover me with kisses, baby Cover me with love Roll me in designer sheets I'll never get enough Emotions come I don't know why Cover up love
SPOTTED THE CEILING PARTY AND THE WAY HES FEELING HE CRASHES OUT AND EVERYONES SCREAMING THATS THEN WHEN SHE KISSED HIM. at home on the early evening She's getting dressed up
this because i'm younger where i'll only leave you suspecious and to wonder and at tha end I make a come up Nigga, was raiseed up off of M.O.B.
you So grab one by the hand youknowhatI'msayin And uhh, throw up that finger Ay yo yo yo throw y'all fingers up! Thug style baby, Thug style y'know?
real And if you look between the lines you'll find a rhyme AS strong as a fuckin' nine Mail stacked up niggas wanna act up Let's put the gats up and throw your backs up
gotta live with a part time A part time A part time She's a (part time mutha) A part time A part time She's a (part time mutha) I grew up in a home where
so I get vest up when I get dressed up in the hood it's messed up, niggas runnin' 'round shootin' shit up if it's Dom that you drinkin' fill up my cup
, he from Texas, I'm from Tennesee We do our thang, with them thangs, makin' currency He got the hook up with Columbians and Mexicans He wraps 'em up
mind ?Cause love is like the right dress On the wrong girl You never know what you're gonna find You think you're high and fine as wine Then you wind up
