Watch this These are my confessions Just when I thought I said all I can say I came up with more secrets to tell you today These are my confessions Slipped
I can lend a little more than a earful I know Ma, you're more than a Dior and a hairdo Yes, furthermore, let me prepare you Now get it on the floor,
some wop Hop in your Hummer, the Punisher's ready; meet me at Vito's with Noodles, we'll do this dude while he's slurping spaghetti Everybody kiss the fucking floor
murder some wop Hop in your Hummer, the Punisher's ready, meet me at Beatles' With Noodles, we'll do this dude while he's slurpin' spaghetti Everybody kiss the fuckin' floor
(On my bathroom floor) Another bitch dead (on my bathroom floor) Another bitch dead (In my bathroom) Find me, deep in the night I be thugging Another bitch dead (On my bathroom floor) Another bitch dead (On
sit and front about it all day But I left his fucking body in the hallway And in the morning they opened up the door And seen his motherfucking carcass laying on the floor
But I left his fucking body in the hallway And in the morning when they opened up the door And seen his motherfucking carcass laying on the floor But
secret tales that would make your blood run cold. The northern lights have seen queer sights but the queerest they ever did see, was that night on the
in the room, it's going down I wanna see you in that Vicky Secret gown Clap on, clap off, I wanna see the lights go down Clap on, clap off, I wanna see
this thing my way I don't care, me and you Oh girl, all night long Baby girl, it's me and you On the floor on the couch On the sink anywhere you like
's ride Sit down on the ground, sit down on the ground Sit down on the ground, sit down, get low Sit down on the ground, sit down on the ground Sit down on
Uh, yeah It's like, I don't know what to do I mean, what should I do? Uh, yeah, yeah, yeah See I've got lil' secret But I don't think I could keep it
crankin', doin' ninety on the Franklin-D-Roosevelt No seat belt, drinkin' and thinkin' My man caught a bad one son, niggaz is frightened Secret indictments, adds on
morning, hed action yo peep it Nore wasn't always on some freak shit fell in love once wit this shortie on some weak shit name was Nova Im on like the
time for actin' shitty shitty Lemme see ya shake, bounce, twerk, rattle and roll I call it the wobble now get your ass on the floor! Hold on baby, bounce
Friday morning and she walked through the door All of those thoughts from before, she no longer ignored She's finally home, she sets her bags on the floor
't get it then you probably live your life without it So get it out and take a second just to think it through It's not a secret, you're on schedule