yeah oh yeah oh yeah Looking through a glass onion. I told you about the fool on the hill. I tell you man he?s living there still. Well here?s another
Oh yeah Oh yeah Oh yeah Looking through a glass onion I told you about the fool on the hill I tell you man he living there still Well here's another
, no one can live without the decisions of their own, it seems so they look to someone else, to tell them what to do, tell'em what to wear, tell'em what
a grou-pie Girls call my telephone just to hang up While me and you is in the crib, laying up Oh he ain't tell you that we live together And that we gonna
: (feat. Madonna) [Intro: Pharrell] Oh... um... Wha? Hehe... Let's dance... again [Verse 1:] [Madonna:] Don't sit there like some silly girl... If
Uh) Am I gonna be a star? [Verse 1: Missy Elliott] Missy and Madonna boy, ain't nothin' better Hotter than fat bitches dancin' in a sweater Madonna am
you We were standing all alone you were leaning in to speak to me Ten steps back you're still a mystery Acting live a mover shaker dancing to Madonna
coupe I call it Katy Perry Wiz Khalifa papers Smoking my favourite berry's F65 I call it Rihanna It got a red top but it's white like Madonna Made man
test Tivoli fah Wey put copper inna kidney, lead inna li-va Matches lane, South side and Tella-Vi-va Mek blood run guh swell a river Common gun sing like Madonna
Two door Bugatti coupe I call it Katy Perry Wiz Khalifa papers Smokin my favorite berry's F65 I call it Rihanna It got a red top but it's white like Madonna
the bones of her face Where these visions of Johanna Have now taken my place Now, little boy lost He takes himself so seriously He brags of his misery He likes to live
by Spice Girls] Yeah, well, I'll tell ya what I want, what I really really want (So tell us what ya want, what ya really really want) I'll tell ya
stretch in the crowd, grab a bitch, hey Throw up your hands if you're H-O-support Throw up your hands if you're going to court, hey The life that you live
is No one can live without the decisions of their own It seems so they look to someone else To tell them what to be, tell 'em what to wear Tell 'em what
wanna man Tell me the truth is that a man or Juwanna Mann I'm wonderin' why she "ret to go" like Wanda then When we met you was a V like Madonna, man