Thou swell, thou witty, thou sweet, thou grand
Wouldst kiss me pretty? Wouldst hold my hand?
Both thine eyes are cute too, what they do to me
Hear me holler, I choose a sweet lollapaloosa in thee
I'd feel so rich in a hut for two
Two rooms and kitchen I'm sure would do
Give me not a lot of, just a plot of land
And thou swell, thou witty, thou grand
(Instrumental)
I'd feel so rich in a hut for two
Two rooms and kitchen I'm sure would do
Give me plot not a lot of land
Thou swell, thou witty, thou sweet, thou grand
Wouldst kiss me pretty? wouldst hold my hand?
Both thine eyes are cute too, what they do to me
Hear me holler, I choose a sweet lollapaloosa in thee
I’d feel so rich in a hut for two
Two rooms and kitchen I’m sure would do
Give me just a plot of, not a lot of land
And thou swell, thou witty, thou grand
Thou swell, thou witty
Thou sweet, thou grand
Wouldst kiss me pretty ?
Wouldst hold my hand ?
Both thine eyes are cute too
What they do to me
Hear me holler I choose a
Sweet lolla paloosa in thee
I'd feel so rich
In a hut for two
Two rooms and kitchen
I'm sure would do
Give me just a plot of
Not a lot of land
Thou swell, thou witty
Thou swell, thou witty
Thou swell, thou witty
Thou grand
I'd feel so rich
In a hut for two
Two rooms and kitchen
I'm sure will do
Give me just a plot of
Not a lot of land
Thou swell, thou witty
Thou swell, thou witty
Thou swell, thou witty
[Trey Songz Talking]
And I Wouldn’t Be Me If I Didn’t Get A Little Nasty
Na Na Na Na Na Na Na (x3)
[Verse 1]
How `bout we just move over , And just do it where we at
How `bout you just lift that skirt up
Ohh . . . We can be bad
That place that ain’t been touched , I’m feeling on it
I’ll let you sit through, keep spinning on it
Girl . . . Giddy Up Giddy Up , Take me on a ride to ecstasy
You don’t wanna bump bump then take a nap
You just wanna bump bump bring right back
Watch me
I’ma heat it up , beat it up
Ohhh
[Chorus]
I know you’re tired of the usual, usual, usual
I can give you more than the usual
Not your regular , Tell you what , Let me touch
You gon’ feel something unusual, unusual, unusual
I’m not gon’ do what the usual,
Not your regular, Tell you what , Let me touch
You gon’ feel something unusual
[Verse 2]
I wanna do the wicked things you never do
What if we get it while your friends was in the room
Is that too hot for ya ?
Don’t you feel bad, Let em feel sexy
We can make a sex room wherever we go
Take it to the restroom, they ain’t gotta know
No . . Ohh . .
Watch me heat it up, Beat it up
Woo .. Hey!
Do You hear me girl ?
Watch me heat it up, Beat it up
[Chorus]
I know you’re tired of the usual, usual, usual
I can give you more than the usual
Not your regular , Tell you what , Let me touch
You gon’ feel something unusual, unusual, unusual
I’m not gon’ do what the usual,
Not your regular, Tell you what , Let me touch
You gon’ feel something unusual
[Trey Songz]
That’s the run (Check)
Cinema (Check)
On the hood (Check)
Of The Car (Check)
On the top (Check)
On the beach
[Drake]
This that other shit
You know you ask for it
I might just save you some money , And getcha passport
So You can come to me city , I’ll take you all over
And Hit you on the balcony , Just don’t fall over
Send me a picture baby , you know I’d never leak it
I know you got something recent , For someone decent
Why you laughing out loud , I’m serious
Bring your girl if you a little bi-curious
Please ; Please No Storytelling of others
I promise you gon’ love it
I would never let you down
Feel like I might of perfected , All the things that you’ve expected
And you gon’ know it when you bring your ass around
Motherfu- Oh!
[Chorus]
I know you’re tired of the usual, usual, usual
I can give you more than the usual
Not your regular , Tell you what , Let me touch
You gon’ feel something unusual, unusual, unusual
I’m not gon’ do what the usual,
Not your regular, Tell you what , Let me touch
You gon’ feel something unusual
[Trey Songs]
Get it all different kind of ways
All different places
Look at the many little faces you making
But can you take it
(Richard Rodgers/Lorentz Hart)
Thou swell, thou witty
Thou sweet, thou grand
Wouldst kiss me pretty ?
Wouldst hold my hand ?
Both thine eyes are cute too
What they do to me
Hear me holler I choose a
Sweet lolla paloosa in thee
I'd feel so rich
In a hut for two
Two rooms and kitchen
I'm sure would doGive me just a plot of
Not a lot of land
Thou swell, thou witty
Thou swell, thou witty
Thou swell, thou witty
Thou grand
I'd feel so rich
In a hut for two
Two rooms and kitchen
I'm sure will do
Give me just a plot of
Not a lot of land
Thou swell, thou witty
Thou swell, thou witty
Thou swell, thou witty
Thou grand
They try to tell us we're too young
Too young to really be in love
They say that love's a word
A word we've only heard
But can't begin to know the meaning of
And yet we're not too young to know
This love will last though years may go
And then some day they may recall
We were not too young at all
And yet we're not too young to know
This love will last though years may go
And then some day they may recall
We were not too young at all
I'm trippin over dumb drunks at a party
Girlfriend just ran off with the DJ
I give her everything, but she refused it
It doesn't matter, she don't know how to use it
My confidence is dwindling
Look at the shape I'm in
Where's my pearls, where's my swine?
I'm not thirsty, but I'm standing in line.
I'll have the usual
I'll have the usual
Fifty silhouettes bumpin' on the dance floor
Pink elephants fallin' through a trap door
Sixty cigarettes a day 'cause I'm nervous
When will that bitch serve us?
I used to be a good boy, livin' the good life
Fifty thousand kisses later she was a housewife
She was good, I was unkind
I'm not thirsty, but I'm standin' in line
I'll have the usual
I'll have the usual
(on the rocks)
(two ice cubes)
(and a little umbrella)
Big Jim says the second comin's comin'
I think he's just seein' double or something
Or something
You can hang around waiting for the also rans
I can't win, but I've seen enough, man
A fifth of whisky he could knock it away
I drink some more and it's judgment day
I had a future, but she just passed out
I'm gonna drink until I see what it is I wanna think about
I'll have the usual
I'll have the usual
I'll have the usual
On the rocks
With a twist
Time goes by
Seems like the blink of an eye
It's so crazy
What can we do
It's so strange
Life in the really slow lane
Take it easy
That's what we'll do
Just me and you
In the wide outside
See the swallow as he glides
Like a spiral up to freedom
We're all right
Maybe get lucky tonight
Only lovers feel like we do
We take our time
Leave all our worries behind
No more mind games
Simple and true
That's what we'll do
In the wide outside
See the swallow as he glides
Like a spiral up to freedom
Time goes by
Seems like the blink of an eye
It's so crazy
What can we do
It's so strange
Life in the really slow lane
Take it easy
That's what we'll do
Just me and you
That's what we'll do
Just me and you
[Verse 1:]
Same characters but the show's different,
Just listen, it feels like the soul been missing
I remember copping that compact disc just to take off the wrapping
It was more then rapping
Read credits, till every name's embedded
One day, I'm a be just like them, bet it!
One day, I'm a come and lace the team with their favorite things
When I grace the screen, coasting!
I mean, it's nothing like what I was hoping
No emotion, we just going through the motions
I used to watch the videos just to see the new shit
Wanted to see it first, I thought I'd be exclusive
Remember getting hyped off my first casio
Suped up writing my first verse, it was ass though
Acappella, no beat and a bad flow
Damn I miss the good ol' days, when we had soul!
[Hook:]
When we had soul!
[Beat rides]
[Verse 2:]
I remember each day putting my favorite song on replay
But my tape deck would always eat tapes
I'd put my finger in the middle trying to fix it
Just for the shit to end up sounding twisted
Pressing clothes before school, I was matching
Liked the girl in class, got mad when she was absent
Wasn't a baller and I ain't have no game,
So what could I do besides ignore her?
(OR!) My first fight with no brothers to get
I remember being scared as shit and he had all this lip
And I ain't have hands not a bit, just knew that I ain't wanna get hit
So staring at the clock, I ain't trying to see 3 o'clock hit
But I never found the back door,
(Him) He ended up with a tapped jaw
(As for me) I ended up with that bad broad
Damn, I miss the good ol' days, I wish we had more
[Hook]
[Verse 3:]
Maybe I'm feeling like a kid today
I mean, I used to want to have a house party watching House Party, Kid & Play
I had the low tops kicks and the fade
I remember my first piece of ass from a hot chick
Surprised she gave it to me, was shocked I got it
Ol' girl image of me was all ruined
Had to be thinking "the fuck's this boy doing? "
So hard I flirted just to be all nervous
Wish she could see me now, I'm so perverted!
I tell her "I'm so glad I found you. Are you ready for round two?
Or can I mount you? "
And Ol pic's I used to look like a clown dude,
When I had know idea what I'd amount to
A nigga used to be outta control
Man, I miss the good ol' days, when we used to have soul!
Thou swell, thou witty, thou sweet, thou grand
Wouldst kiss me pretty, would hold my hand
Both thine eyes are cute too, what they do to me
Hear me holler, I choose a sweet lollapaloosa in thee
I'd feel so rich in a hut for two
Two rooms, a kitchen, I'm sure would do
Give me not a lot of just a plot of land
And thou swell, thou witty, thou grand
Thou swell, thou witty, thou sweet, thou grand
Wouldst kiss me pretty, would hold my hand
Hear me holler, I choose a sweet lollapaloosa in thee
Well, I'd feel so rich in a hut for two
Two rooms and a kitchen I'm sure would do
Give me not a lot of just a plot of land
And thou swell, thou witty and thou sweet, thou pretty
(Outro)(1:52)
(Instrumental)
Thou swell, thou witty, thou sweet, thou grand
Wouldst kiss me pretty, would hold my hand
Both thine eyes are cute too, what they do to me
Hear me holler, I choose a sweet lollapaloosa in thee
I'd feel so rich in a hut for two
Two rooms, a kitchen, I'm sure would do
Give me not a lot of just a plot of land
And thou swell, thou witty, thou grand
Thou swell, thou witty, thou sweet, thou grand
Wouldst kiss me pretty, would hold my hand
Hear me holler, I choose a sweet lollapaloosa in thee
Well, I'd feel so rich in a hut for two
Two rooms and a kitchen I'm sure would do
Give me not a lot of just a plot of land
And thou swell, thou witty and thou sweet, thou pretty
They call him the Weasel
No one calls him the Weasel
But they should
Ron Weasley is my best friend
Even though no one calls him the Weasel
You have the best looks on your face
Where do you get that expression of disbelief?
Your pet rat nearly killed us all
We'll forgive you uh oh oh oh oh oh
They call him the Weasel
No one calls him the Weasel
But they should
Ron Weasley is my best friend
Even though no one calls him the Weasel
Do you remember the time
When you were burping up those slugs?
That was so cool
That's what you get for using a broken wand
What were you thinking
When you stole your dad's car to get to school?
We'll forgive you uh oh oh oh oh oh
Girl came through, the light skin honey with the cinnamon smell,
Girlwas so enticing, baby, make a n**** choose hell
Momma hopped up on cocaine
Daddy on space ships with no brain
Sister gone numb the pain the same
Why same DNA cell
She was turned out on shine new things (diamond gold chains diamond gold rings)
Center-fold spread, she trying to do things
See she be on that cough syrup in coke cans
20-inch-rim-man with no land, her p****gone numb the pain the same
Why same DNA strand
We're not well
We're not well
We can't tell...
Brenda done died with no name
Nickel bag coke to the brain
Will they ever find the vaccine?
S***ty-damn-damn-baby-bang
Rich man got the double barrell,
Po' man got his back to the door
Code white stands for trouble
[Verse 1:]
Look,
Do I love it do I lust it,
Struggle of a hustla,
Life of a banger,
And death is no stranger,
I know em like it's ken to me took a few friends from me,
It all make since one day eventually,
I guess so,
Granny said it happen and it's ment to be,
Just let go,
But I can't this shit keep itchin me like,
Them niggas outta line how they came through,
Shot em in his face point blank left his brains blue,
Now who gone go for em,
Probly be the same crew,
Wen bangin is yo religion it's like it's sayin not to,
A lot niggas ain't cut from that same cloth,
They might give em space,
Gotta play it safe,
Cause hard niggas turn holy wen they catch a case,
I still bark real talk I'll never fake,
On hide park late night still chop a 8th and grind with the homies,
Serve dime with the homies
[Hook:]
From dope spots peekin out blinds with the homies still lookin for a better way,
The smokers keep comin droppin work in they bucket another day another dollar to make,
And I be on the block,
All night grindin,
I don't take no breaks,
I be on the block,
All day grindin,
I don't take no breaks,
I be on the block,
All night grindin,
I don't take no breaks,
HEY,
Cause I do it the hustle way
[Verse 2:]
I'm in a 85 regal no tent you see clear through,
Young nigga,
Lookin life in the rear view burner on my lap,
Kush in my ash tray,
And that's how I'm a play it till my last day,
I''m used to gettin money in the fast lane,
And I only fuck with bitches that be nasty,
Leather and wood,
My money is good,
And I'm like a young celebrity in every hood,
Gold ropes for the crew chrome spokes on my coupe two seater,
Then I take off the roof like katrina,
And slide like a vise up slauson in a beamer,
Call me wut you want just don't call me a dreamer,
Cause mines is reality,
Grind no salary,
I came along way from sellin grams off gramercy,
Bolders off brindhurst,
And sevens off slauson,
Now I got options,
Now I got it poppin
[Hook]
[Verse 3:]
Look,
Take away my granny blessins I be history,
Them bullets cause shot through my lac wouldn't have missed me,
Come to my hood say my name I ain't no mystery I'm probly in the spot fillin hustas energy,
In the kitchen countin cash watchin cocain chemistry,
Cookin into crack I wus look into rap hard to focus on my dreams wen I'm lookin at the facts,
Shootin down the street now I'm lookin at my mack,
And you can tell just lookin at the facts it's a coffin or a cell if you young and you black,
With ya name on it,
Still every car pass bang on it,
If you gone do it,
Do it right and put that thang on you,
You to deep in it to quit I know the pain of it,
You love the game but knowin that the game doesnt,
Love you back love the fact this the same struggle,
City to city we products of the same hustle
(Hinkel / Freudenthaler)
You said it in a strange kind,
I don't forget the day
Your smile is not the same now,
you've drawn your hands away
I don't begrudge it to you
You've found another place
Another place is good too
but I can't look inside your face
Inside your face ?now you get away
And now we shunt our train on to a siding
I see you wave your hand and disappear
You said come on and fly with me,
fly and then we'll dive
into an endless sea
And now you fly again,
I couldn't fly like you
And now I'm losing you
Pathos ?how the eyes gape
I've got blood in my hands
Thoughts about the promises
and all the tears that we have shed
Don't you let them use you,
be cautious when you dive
into the world around you
You've broken all the ties
All the ties ?now you get away
And now we shunt our train on to a siding
I see you wave your hand and disappear
You said come on and fly with me,
fly and then we'll dive
into an endless sea
And now you fly again,
I couldn't fly like you
And now I'm losing you
Shades are rising above my head
Voices whisper a name
A coat of ice is covering me
A breath of decay drifts away
"The soil is your father, don't try to escape
Give in our will and awake"
Paralyzed by agony
When bones broke through my skin
My splintering skull was the last thing I felt
I leave my mortal remains
"A spiral of darkness will lead to your home
Open the gate to that world
The soil is your father, don't try to escape
Give in our will and awake"
If frisy hair was a metaphor
for festival time
then this woman is a goddess
of that festival shrine, met her
- at a jam
in that garden of sorts
I must confess god bless
some impure thoughts
"show us the money"
was the call of the night
but no money could have bought
even a piece of her pride, there might
have been a sea of people
I don't know, because
all I could see
was how this woman she glowed so
-Aeh it's a pleasure to meet you
ya look like one incredible creature
wanna treat you fine
lets dance and grind
get so funk-inflicted it's a crime
you're divine you're sublime
and well you blow my mind
She caterpillar so good
that all the greeks go "killa"
break and enter take ya like a glass of milk
then "spill ya"
saw her coming what a scene
what I mean is
she got that sex coffee beam
but she tastes like vanilla
well alright she ignite
when we hit the floor
like the vroom on a V8 super commodore
now if it makes a good story
well it's just worthwhile
with her's like dealing stories
in that sprinkla style and so
-Aeh it's a pleasure to meet you
ya look like one incredible creature
wanna treat you fine
lets dance and grind
get so funk-inflicted it's a crime
you're divine you're sublime
and well you blow my mind
I've decided now on every thing for everyone
I have judged the terms who is touched and who is harmed
I remember well the nails that slide across my face
I am left alone and still remains the bitter taste of you
Know why I did everything for
You know why I'd do anything at all
I have crucified the pretty one without a name
These injustice scales test my weight and lay the blame
I remember well the milk that sours within my mouth
You have shut me down locked me in and never let me
Out of here I'd do anything to disappear
I'd do anything at all for
you know why I'd do everything
I have nothing here the darkness shrouds a world of pain
Only voices heard tormented sounds and whispered names
I remember well the misery the twist of fate
Still the pendulum will swing for me it's a little late for you
Deny all that is so wrong
It's true
The guilt's in your hands
Follow me follow
I'll lead you away from your cell
If anyone knew you
They wouldn't believe in all they've seen
Monsters within you must never continue
To breathe
So watch me as I leave
And see how it could be
To taste the world again
Suddenly I realize
That I'm just as lonely
Ashamed of never being wanted
What if I knew what it's like for you?
Fathom me fathom
And maybe you'll see I'm your fear
The fever is so high and now I can see why
You're so mean
Feeling tomorrow will leave you in sorrow
Alone
For I will be weary of you feeling sorry
For your own self
Morning I'll see you fall
Down where you ought to have known
Blame the law you broke
no more dreams in this place
only birds are flying now
no more tears and no more joy
weeds and rocks are lying
everywhere on this ground
how could i forget tears ?
how could i forget joy ?
they gave me life here
and i stay here to pay hommage
why does everything seem dead ?
how is the soul now ?
why does it stay there ?
'cause no more tears and no more joy
out of feelings - no more beings
no more trees in this place
only spiders running on the ground
no more leaves and no more flowers
I think I'll kill myself
Before the whore
I think I've lost my way
I think I've lost my way now
All over you
Little angle come now
From no where
Little angle I know
That we're lost and we're so from bleeding
Now could you find it in your heart to love this little
thing
Cuz I know something heres not right
Could you find it in your heart
could you find it in your heart to love this little thing
Cuz its bleeding softly
I think I'll kill myself today
I think I'll kill myself
And I won't live for the pain
I think I'll die inside with you
I think I'll kill myself now
[Mr. Cheeks]
Yeah Mr. Cheeks, M.O.P, Big Fame and Billy mother fucking Danze
Let's give these bitch niggaz one more chance
Throw them shits up (Throw'em up)
Regulate the real (Regulate)
Ayo we basically know how us fuckers feel (Feel that)
How we running niggaz
Ayo they gave me mad problems you wont amount to nothing
Well look at me now I did amount to something
The rap name in vain just like a four four
No matter were us niggaz rock we watch out for popo
Still up in the struggle I see nothing changes
These niggaz peep the way we roll so we holding bangers
Sport the jewelry cars and the shelto
Gamble for car money drink let the L blows
High school drop out got my G.E.D. though
Don't speak about what I got the d-low
Yo I know nothing but the hot shit creating
Up on the road trips and hot shit we scatting
From the slums stepping representing the jump off (jump off)
What we bump hard what you niggaz bump soft
Lived in Red Hook my pops name is Rudy Chattman
My good times always started with whats happening
[Chorus]
Just call me a hustle
Grinding pies writing rhyme 9 to 5
Pimping chicks doing sticks just getting rich takes muscle
Saga of a every day struggle
Bottom line dolla signs we aint got a dime we gotta hustle
Clip feeling strip stealing sick villain
Let of a lot of wip pealing gangsta type scuffle
Payback could mean is time to layback and bubble
But other times payback is trouble
Just call me a hustle
[Billy Danze]
Lets give it up for the rusty 32's
And the day before Lymer
For the cold old gold and the loks marijuana
When the G's stood firm
Perfecting their concerns
And a nickel spot with a single shot ready to burn
Now shame on me it was cloudy I was blind
I was thinking that this young coward nigga had a slime
Your not LB your not M.O.P
I brought tripping from my whole different angle to spot me
[Lil Fame]
I was blessed with a cursed
(Curse a blessing within this curse)
When curse became innershment encouragement
I'm immune to the pain now I'm loving it
I'm encourage to fakes the pain and
Everything else I consider is punishment
(Take it one day at a crime)
Sometimes I stare into the mirror
Asking my self we it all went wrong
Back on the grind bomb stash heat in my palm
Is a cold world my nigga so bundle and warm
[Chorus]
[Mr. Cheeks]
Ayo listen my daughter is getting older
I love to kiss'em hold'em
Daddys always gonna be there for you I told'em
The world is getting colder
But imma keep'em warm
Yall niggaz wanna get it on I bring a deeper storm
Watch you niggaz like a job if I got to
Fuck scrapping you gonna feel when I spot you
I grew up in this raised around the hard times
Did the thing hustle in boulevard dimes
The red tops yellow tops and the blue ones
Powerful always came through with some new one
I peep them niggaz that was down but turn fuckiness
Ever since Tah pass
Yeah imma represent LB to the death of it
Even though you left kid I'm still gonna rep this shit
Track attacking bitch nigga smacking
Every time I think I'm out these niggaz pull me back in
Thou swell! Thou witty!
Thou sweet! Thou grand!
Wouldst kiss me pretty?
Wouldst hold my hand?
Both thine eyes are cute too;
What they do to me.
Hear me holler I choose a Sweet lollapaloosa in thee.
I'd feel so rich in a hut for two;
Two rooms and a kitchen I'm sure would do;
Give me just a plot of,
Not a lot of land,
Why am i here? What is this place
I feel so cold inside, tormented, my mind swept aside
Am I alive or am I dead? Is this heaven or is this hell?
I'm drowning, I'm dreaming
I'm calling but no one ever there
This can't be real, nothing but illusions
Trapped in the cell
Far away, deep inside my mind is a scene
where I died, but this can't be real
it must be a dream
What if I never wake up again?
If I am dead, this cannot be heaven
but must be hell
I am the resurrection
I am your sin, your fate
I come to bring your conviction
I'll let you drown in your hate
Who are you and where am I?
You are down here with us
waiting for your final judgement
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