Wednesday, December 17, 2008
Thursday, December 11, 2008
Lisa Mitchell - Neopolitan Dreams
You'll go n I’ll be okay,
I can dream the rest away
Its just a little touch of fate, it will be okay
It sure takes its precious time, but it’s got rights and so have I
I turn my head up to the sky
I focus one thought at a time
I do not let the little thieves under my tightly buttoned sleeves
You couldn’t be alone, the time I feel like I am walking blind
I have no where I’ll have time
There are no legible signs
I like the way that you talk,
I like the way that you walk.
It’s hard to recreate such an individual game
You wait you turn in the queue,
You say your sorries and thank you’s
I don’t think you’re ever
A hundred percent in the room
You’re not in the room
Deepest, of the dark nights
here lies, the highest of highs
Neopolitan Dreams, stretching out to the sea
You wait you turn in the queue,
You say your sorries and thank yous
I don’t think you’re ever
A hundred percent in the room
You’re not in the room
I can dream the rest away
Its just a little touch of fate, it will be okay
It sure takes its precious time, but it’s got rights and so have I
I turn my head up to the sky
I focus one thought at a time
I do not let the little thieves under my tightly buttoned sleeves
You couldn’t be alone, the time I feel like I am walking blind
I have no where I’ll have time
There are no legible signs
I like the way that you talk,
I like the way that you walk.
It’s hard to recreate such an individual game
You wait you turn in the queue,
You say your sorries and thank you’s
I don’t think you’re ever
A hundred percent in the room
You’re not in the room
Deepest, of the dark nights
here lies, the highest of highs
Neopolitan Dreams, stretching out to the sea
You wait you turn in the queue,
You say your sorries and thank yous
I don’t think you’re ever
A hundred percent in the room
You’re not in the room
Tuesday, December 9, 2008
Let me smell yo dick!
Nigga this the fifth teeth muthafuckin time that i called and left yo ass messages
I dun text yo bitch ass and you aint responded or nothing
What in the fuck is you doin who tha fuck you out there with you think I’m stupid my gurl dun already put my up on yo ass tonight night nigga when you get home I got som news foe yo bitch ass
(Chorus 2tyms)
Why you coming home five in the mone(mornin')
Somethings going on can i smell yo dick??
Don’t play me like a fool cause dat ain’t cool
So what you need to do is let me smell yo dick
(Hook 1)
Its four o'clock and I’m sleepin' and its late night and you creeping you could've told me I'm leavin' now I know you out there cheatin' why you got to do me like dat when I call you don’t call me back I’m texting you now nigga where you at that’s fucked up why you do me like dat
(Verse 1)
I’m dead sleep and you trickin'
In the club wit dirty foot bitches
My gurl was there she witness
She had a camera phone she took pictures
You was on the dance flo grindin'
With a stripper hoe named Diamond
You was flossin' hard you was shinning
Everything she drink you was buyin' it
Fuck nigga you need to stop lien' foe I get mad and pull out my nine
You want a new bitch to fuck that’s fine but don’t fuck hers and try to fuck mines
You keep tellin me you ain’t touch her but some keep tellin me you dun fucked her and I ain’t that bitch you want to play wit nigga drop them boxers and let me smell yo dick
(Chours 2tyms)
Why you coming home five in the mone(mornin')
Somethings going on can I smell yo dick??
Don’t play me like a fool cause dat ain’t cool
So what you need to do is let me smell yo dick
(Unknown)
Smell my dick wait a minute hold up see that’s how a bitch get her eyes swoll up and I don’t give a damn what yo homegurls seen when I was in the club what the fuck you mean they ain’t got no business eyein' me like dat
You ain’t got no business tryin' me like dat
I wun even feelin' Diamond like dat I was wildin' but I wasn't clowin' like dat
Dat’s alright dat’s okay gon head believe what yo homegurl say a nigga like me drink a lot of liquor meet a lot of bitchs take a lot of pictures
I might break bread wit one or two strippers but that don’t mean you got to pull my zipper
They think now think the whole town even doe I got dick to go around
(Chorus 2tyms)
Why you coming home five in the mone
Somethings going on can I smell yo dick??
Don’t play me like a fool cause dat ain’t cool
So what you need to do is let me smell yo dick.
Friday, December 5, 2008
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