I think I have a chance with this guy I think I have a chance with this guy I think I have a chance with this guy Guy (guy) guy (guy) I think I have a
a be, I'm a be I'm a I'm a I'm a be. I'm a be, I'm a be I'm a I'm a I'm a be. I'm a be, I'm a be I'm a I'm a I'm a be. I'm a be be be be I'm a I'm a be
what you wish for I stuck my dick in this game like a rapist They call me Slim Roethlisberger I go bezerker than a fed up post office worker A Merc her with a
this about Joe I only say you what I want you to hear you only see what I want to show crushing up the percepts chasing the high, sadly I couldna??t make this
in her pants Walked behind her whispering love songs She started smiling so I handed her this bathing suit And told her try it replied, while with these light brown eyes I
next step That's what I do, that's what I say, that's what I live That's what I prove, that's what I move, that's what I give Makin' other brothers
a drink, sport a link, recall the mink Hoe figure she was pretty and think maybe I ought to wink And she takes a glance, party'a boomin' so maybe I got a chance This
and I'm rushing to get a number Says she got a man but she's lying Why? I seen her talking to this other guy and He's a dealer so you know she gonna
the limit, to the wall For a chance to be with you, I'd gladly risk it all Through the fire, through whatever come what may For a chance at loving you, I
may I remind you Bomb the Bass rock this place What is he like? What's he like anway? Yo' man what do you expect the guy's a giggolo man You know I mean
he took off in a dead run I remember him running but I didn?t know what for And I remember asking mommy, ?Mommy, why is Daddy running?? I remember her
guys in the club all say shes a hottie i'm not, and i guess i'm ok with that, cause i no i'm just a girl and i think i want it bad oh no you can't have
they bit me, and I'm tryin to hide my smile Cause I tell you, ain't much as flattering As a grasshopper tryin to smash a teacher with a battle ram I ain
, what's that got to do with anything this song's about This jealousy I'll do without Where am I in this fairytale, this nightingale counters what I
is like a book and it's written across her face And the anger in her voice when she's letting the demons speak In a fit with herself after words of her
s going, it's driving me nuts already, I have to think about work, I have to think about him, I have to think about . . . Stumuk: Maybe I oughta face
I'm a killa, i'm a devil, i'm a punk, i'm a traitor My momma hate my guts but I could never ever hate her And this bitch I used to fuck say my dick to