Erykah Badu Lyrics
Erykah Badu Lyrics
"Booty Lyrics"
The Iron Hand Of Blackest Terror Lyrics
Try to stop the sinister ones And feel the iron hand of blackest terror Sweep your ineffable existence away The aim is to remove the subhuman spirit And all its worthless disciples The way
Try to stop the sinister ones And feel the iron hand of blackest terror Sweep your ineffable existence away The aim is to remove the subhuman spirit And all its worthless disciples The way
Your booty might be bigga
But I still can pull your nigga
But I don't want him
Ya got sugar on your pita
But ya nigga thinks I'm sweeter
But I don't want him
Ya know the whole encyclopedia
But ya nigga thinks I'm deeper
But I don't want him
Got a whole lot a junk off in ya trunk
But ya nigga think I'm live and I keep him crunk
I don't want him
Hey, hey, hey
I don't want h
I Can Feel Lyrics
(Ian Hunter) Well I know this life is real If I close my eyes I see All around mw worlds of a million ways But still I feel The truth is here in me It does not matter what you see
im cause of what he doin to you(Ian Hunter) Well I know this life is real If I close my eyes I see All around mw worlds of a million ways But still I feel The truth is here in me It does not matter what you see
And you don't need him
Cause he ain't ready
See I don't want him
If he ain't made no arrangement with you
I hope you would've done the same thing for me too
Your kisses might be wetter
But your nigga likes mine better
But I don't want him
Ya got the beans and rice and the hot ho cakes
But ya nigga still over here in my plate
I don't want him
Ya got
Genocide Lyrics
Mechanised death, poisoned last breath In dust realised kill, what a thrill All hell ablaze the furnace gates Stands open wide for genocide Genocide - physicians in league with death Genoc
PHD, Magna Cum LaudeMechanised death, poisoned last breath In dust realised kill, what a thrill All hell ablaze the furnace gates Stands open wide for genocide Genocide - physicians in league with death Genoc
But ya nigga love me with a GED
I don't want him
You the one with all the money
And he knows my money's funny
But I don't want him
Hey, hey, hey
I don't want him
Cause of what he doin to you
And you don't need him
Cause the boy ain't ready
Got ya pad all decked out fa sho
But ya niggas at my door, thought
I don't want him
Well you can do the butt
Black Polished Chrome (Latino Chrome) Lyrics
The music was new black polished chrome And came over the summer like liquid night. The DJ's took pills to stay awake and play for seven days They went to the studio And someone kn
erfly and the tootsie rollThe music was new black polished chrome And came over the summer like liquid night. The DJ's took pills to stay awake and play for seven days They went to the studio And someone kn
But ya nigga straight sprung off the way I stroll
I don't want him
Ya know the whole 120 + degree
But you can't keep ya guy up off his knees
I don't want him
Got a 9-5 and a 6-10
But ya nigga told me not to work again
I don't want him
Hey, hey, hey
I don't want him
Cause of what he doin to you
And you don't need him
Cause he ain't ready