Sweet Lady Mary has to rest her poor head Wakes in the morning with her breakfast in bed I tried to help her but I did not know how I tried to love her
Oversettelse: Faces. Sweet Lady Mary.
inside a broken antenna Motherfucker [Verse 4: Coast] I throw my set rounds, I been at ups and downs Anybody plays about it, my lady has sounds Homie
it ripped into your ugly bitch ass face You ain't even begun to expierence drama muthafucka Your Mama Your muthafuckin big fat chicken faced assed Mama
lovin Im here to discover everything we been discussin You know I keep my ladies straight A bubble bath then I light up a candle and turn on sum Baby Face
Mama Rose got da flavour, Lady T got da flavour, All My Ladies got da flavour. L-O-V-E what more can i give u baby? love is all you ever really need
the lady is a tramp I like the sweet fresh rain in my face Diamonds and lace, no got, so what? For Robert Taylor, I whistle and stamp That's why the lady
can tell ya when the J's come out Get creative with the hair cuts like T boz Favorite rappers is bow wow, snoop, JD and nas Always up in somebody's face
hit like four bases Making all them sexy faces Damn girl you drive me crazy I wont stop until the panties drop Foggy windows in the parking lot Holiday inn or the mary
homie called me in the morning from a hospital bed He got holes in his body from a glock full of lead He said, three motherfuckers that his lady knows
Lee, you're my sexual fantasy.. How 'bout you and me, get it together and make sweet love! Cos, nobody can take your place, no way the could match your face
live in Italy, the sky is sunny. 'T'sa nice-a place. 't'sa nice-a place. And if you think the way I talk is funny, Shaddup-a you face. Shaddup-a you face
till I'm free. [Mary Sunshine] That's nice. [Reporter] Miss Baxter, did you know these two ladies personally? [Annie Baxter] Did I know these two ladies
taste like a cinabun, so sweet From the thighs to the cheek, sex on the beach Check the size of my meat Call me da butcha Ludacris king dingaling seat smusha Sweet
on top of me she grab my waste and kiss my face then drop it like a beast lets go to the middle east, we can't go there sweet lady 'cause our skin color
in water Harry just floats through life Walks around all day long singin' this song Whoa, whoa, whoa, yeah Mary Hippie, she's Harry's lady Panhandles
Sweet Lady Mary has to rest her poor head Wakes in the morning with her breakfast in bed I tried to help her but I did not know, how I tried to love her
