Letras:
You Re The Cream In My Coffee

You're the cream in my coffee You're the salt in my stew You'll always be my necessity I'd be lost without you You're the starch in my collar You're

fuck are you, Superman? All you have is a little stupid can Of whipped cream what the hell you gonna do with that? I'm a put it on my wee wee. Ooh, good

stars, oh you're so gourmet girl [India Arie] I crave you, I want you Every cell in my body needs you Tasty like hershey's and nestle You're rich like

upon the hip hop pioneers, .. , baby I'd like some cheese with mine! ?coffee like cream, get a lot of?, but I'm making it! These niggers ?what are expecting, nigger? ?now you're

but I don't come free, you're never gonna see the last of me." Baby, you look good to me, I was born to love you now can't you see, baby, you look good

a cul-de-sac skin coffee and cream, your donuts, you ain't talking that Mos Def - But this is Miller, Lieutenant, if you're wondering Sarpong -

People always say my style is wild You've got gall you've got guile guile To step to me I'm a rapophile If you want to battle you're in denial Coming

you Cause did I mention you're 'bout to miss a good thing And you'll never know how good it feels to have all of my affection And you'll never get a

, you?re in my mind. A girl like you is so hard to find. Cinderella girl, I?m missing you so Oh, I?ll never let you go ...you nice Cinderella... Cinderella girl, you?re