a different kind of love You bring a different kind of love A different kind of love And when I'm down the words you say can turn it around With a different
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got all kind of bitches, a fat bitch is a beginner bitch my phone ringing and i ain't answering cause i've been a bitch i'm more like a pimp than a trick
A humble stud still had rumble in his blood Women all around giving him trouble love You know the love when you up they down 'Cause you wrap a ball
Got the popos posin' as hobos Take a photo of him please Tell the Chi Town he freeze they don't give a fuck if it was D T's They be up like the sea
There are people going hungry every day They've got nothing on their plates And you're filling your fat Face with every different kind of cake And if
got a thin coat of white stuff on it even though It's a dark wood floor There's a washing machine right outside the back door It's a ringer washer, the kind
the blind I too dream in color and in rhyme So I guess, I'm one of a kind in a full house 'Cuz whenever I open my heart, my soul or my mouth A touch
live the life of a shadow the only chance that i have now is there.... in the light they wore all kinds of things on their heads to disguise that they'd
She's a different she's a different she's a different kind of lady [Benzino]: Yo I'd like to introduce to you two very special women in my life. Let
johnston We've spent some time together, and I was sure I'd have to hide. Afraid that you'd discover my darker side. Cause there's a difference between
never thought that i'd kill hurgh and from the point that you are mine you start to learn a different side the one who reaches out for me is trapped
edge Well, we've been through a lot together Throughout the stormy weather The only thing I'm sure of is love lasts forever I know my love is true and I know you love
records for a different cause This crab game keep pullin' me down But like Ron Artest been known to rebound And like Roy Jones, I?m pound for pound Spittin' a different kind
on my mind Best cup your hoe, I take it she fine You know she fuck, cum one of a kind I'm a gangsta, I keep it peed on my side I'm a gangsta, if I see
You still gotta live it Let's face reality, stop talking 'bout peace That's a thing of the past But then again that's a bald face lie 'Cause a few years
army to stop a big invasion? Who'd clean the bogs and sweep the floors? We'd have all immigration. Who'd pull the pint at the local pub? Where'd I get
