goodbye kiss while I settle for less I'm unsettled at best. Sulking while abandoning settlements Insulting my companions intelligence...conversing with baby talk Playing with mind games. Rehearsing with playful thought. Its
wrong it would be my pleasure To sing a song that could remove your shoes and your sweater Bartender let me get a shot of bean Cause this girl over here
Oh, yeah Hey baby, ooh Come on Come over here, closer my dear, wrap me in your tenderness There's no place else, I'd rather be, than here with you my
on the dance fLooR gRindin poppin it and riding , the body got a mind of its own. she bend oveR like shot gun , bulLet in the chambeR. baby giRl is
New Wine (dying on the vine) Resident mockery give us an hour for magic We of the purple glove We of the starling flight & velvet hour We of arabic pleasure
hours there ain't nothin' much better to do Than to mess up and get back together You drink your poison for personal pleasure Anticipation to arouse your own pleasure But my force remains the same Over
over but I really don't mind It's your fault I'm cheating but the pleasure's all mine She holds me and wants me... Yes it's your fault I'm cheating but the pleasure
got. (Hey lil momma) Listen baby,I'm tired of switching labels,let's say we consider dating,continue communicating. No chasing, no wasting yo time, the pleasures
What is it to you? [Roxie Hart] Oh, no. Don't worry about me. I only hope the fall didn't hurt the baby. [Mama Morton] Baby? [Velma Kelly] Shit! [
Shhh..... Welcome to the prime time baby. (pushin up, now baby) Shhh...listen, Open up, ease it in, you need to feel my body goin deep with in my baby
, drink, drug and fight, And even when I'm wrong my girl will fuck me till I'm right, Kiss me all over, lick me head from toe, Fuck maybe when we're over
punk rock paradise That's about the time I get lost in your eyes 'Cause I want you, I want what you got Just the thought of it is makin' me hot So baby
plate faulty ass tags Trunk full of out door weed back seat full of garbage bags Lookin' fo' that money train lookin' fo' that treasure Like to fuck alot mix the business wit the pleasure
though saving the world outta style, It ain't my fault all this bad stuff is happening but now its time i put my foot on down aaaawwww baby, my love
pleasure Every single measure apply Exact amount of pressure A chemical reaction happen What was fastened By the spit, rashing for its catalytic fashion Showin' its
hizzle Do me a favor, and blaze up another bleezie and tell baby over there to come and please me She won't believe me She will for sheezie Bitch, its
over your body baby said i wanna lick lick lick girl you make my tongue go la la la la la la laaaaaa said i wanna lick lick lick its just me and
Paul wall..chick magnet in stores me and mick jones we the future baby we comin' soon...its the swishahouse straight to da room I'm lookin' for a fine