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Pete Is She Coming Up

she makes How sweet the sound she makes Is she coming up Is she coming up she raises me Is she coming up around to me Is she coming up is she coming up She

to get to listenin' to Mr. Magic cuttin' up the hits and even though I had habit makin' words rhyme I was caught up in the madness Juvenile thugs come

the giggles (Pras) You ever havin' the giggles to the HUH!! The hiccups, the kinda hiccups that makes ya wanna come up In your face and throw up, you

Somethin Like That This Is Da Drought 3 And Um, Check This Out Yeah Imagine Waking Up Out Ya Sleep To Them Pistols Blastin And If The Witness Is

wit popular crowds Getty images flickering, Perez Hilton Liker her dress was ridiculous, complements of Tygas dispense I come at dem like Pete Wentz Don't worry its all coming

a liquor store; they know when, where, and how And it's foul, got your boy to' up from the flo' up Moms in the courtroom lookin like she bout to throw up

that stepped in maneur man I'm newer than a Jack I went up the hill with Jill And Jack chills big bootay But then the booty up I told the bitch she

and reckless when Pete say he was about it You niggas is Ducks, Howards, Cowards Kill the competition and shower niggas with flowers This rap shit is

her, wasn?t nothing like it We passed notes, she read minds like a f-cking psychic and write back I was the class clown, I told jokes and hope she liked