Fear Itself

Casual lyrics

Casual lyrics

"Windows Lyrics"

Tiny Girls Lyrics
Well the day begins You don't want to live 'Cause you can't believe In the one you're with 'Cause you know her tricks And you know her past When she makes a face You just have to laugh And you feel like such a know-it-all When you only want just a tiny girl And you hope she'll sing. So you turn around Toward the tiny girls Who have got no tricks Who have got no past Yea that's what you think And you hope she'll sing But she sings of greed Like a young banshee And she wants for this And she wants for that What did you think.


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{*Intro: beat starts and Detective speaks*)



[Detective]

Point her out to me

Oh that's her

Not bad!

Not bad at all

Let me talk to this bitch

Hello



[Girl]

I have drinked enough booze to tell me I could use a big stiff dick right now



[Detective]

God damn baby you just met me let's get to know each other more



[Girl]

What difference doe's it make either you want to fuck or not



[First verse]

Eh, these Ho's be crazy

That's why I ride away to the hide away bumpin' Isaac Hayes

Seat back reclinin' in the 'Lac

My mind on my scratch

The beat gatt right on my lap imbibed n' no trap

I'm cold in fact, I hold the gat

Ain't never told the rat where the dossier at

I kept my composure

I popped the clover hopped in the rover

n' drove like a soldier on four king cobra's

Seen her house n' pulled over

Motorol'ed her like "come out side"

Fuck where we about to go let's ride

This ain't no punk bitch

When I met her she had
Super Mario Brothers Lyrics
Saw my cuz, then he gave us a test, What the Mario test? Mario? Marios a fucking psycho! Its 1986, Im in the first grade, Im working really hard to get Mario laid. I got to save the princess so he can get the pussy, Believe me, Mario will get that ass so fuck Luigi. Mario really wants to get her in bed, So bad that hes up busting bricks with his head. He just wants sex, So forget the wedding bells. Jumping on lil mushroom men and turtle shells. Dropping down green pipes and secret passage ways, Making his move to the end, Where the final castle lays. Eat a magic mushroom, grow a little higher, Eat a white flower, spit balls of fire. on that louie sweater n' them tailored made manolo's

A nigga knew he did her 'cause I'm in ta' dat

I'm like (" wus doe's blonic's ?")?

Fired up the chronic

Sipped the tonic

?Happy Hanukkah!"

She knew what I wanted when I was on to her

She hoppin' in the range now

So I can feel my bond with her

N' we ain't even got to leave the car

Got the T.V.'s the camera's n' the V.C.R

'Bout to make her a star!

Y'all know the deal

When your fuckin' freak ho's in your automobile



[First Chorus]

Come on let's fog up these window's

Turn the bump n' blaze a little endo

I wanna fuck but I don't wanna spend dough

You know the deal!

Baby

Let me fuck in the automobile



[Second verse]

Eh,I love L.A. Ho's

I met this broad named Jodie

She used to drink forties with a little bit a stollies

Picked her up

Ran up in the broad in the rent a car

Soon as I was finished dropped her off on Laseanaka

Rollin' in a ol' skool on goe's

Ho's jockin'

Cause they ain't knowin' this shit's stolen

Pull it ta' tha liquor storeElection Night Lyrics
Come around for tea Dance me round and round the kitchen By the light of my T.V On the night of the election Ancient stars will fall into the sea And the ocean floor sings her sympathy Drive me miles away Escape the sky that we lay under Of all the dreams we cannot shake We're always shaking in our slumber In the car don't let me fall asleep I might leave my heart here on your vinyl seat Well the sound of the city's now long gone And in the silence of the park and every darkened cinema Feel the little changes coming on So come to me where you belong Of all the bright machinery Love's the strang
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Actin' like I need something

Turned out

Left the car runnin' n' the beat bumpin'

I catch Ho's like I'm riding a stretch Roll's

Dipped in my best clothes

Sippin' on X.O

But no!

It's white tee shirt n' Jabo's

Or the creased Levi's, the five-o-five's

Hat pulled down over my eyes

You know the size of runnin' your chop's

Don't broadcast or televise

To none of them dude's!

Fuck her hard to chill

Just keep bumpin' bad broad's in your automobile



[Second Chorus]

Come on let's fog up these window's

Turn up the bump n' blaze a little endo

I wanna fuck but I don't wanna spend dough

What's the deal?

Baby!

Let me fuck in my automobile

Come on let's fog up these window's

Turn up the bump n' blaze a little endo

I wanna fuck but I don't wanna spend dough

What's the deal?

Baby!

Let me hit it in my autobile



[Third verse]

You can catch me slumped low in a 'vette

With a Ho n' mowet

She throwin' a fit 'cause I ain't stoppin' or going ta' get

Ridin' high in the 'burb n' never touchin' the cur
Fantasy Lyrics
Do you know what to do? Would you know where to touch me if I want you to? Do you feel what I feel? Could you handle me now? Now this moment is real? I know, you know Everything will be ok If you treat me right Green light all night Are you gonna get it your way today? CHORUS I aint foolin around Now that you see Whats about to go down Now that it's time Boy, to let yourself in You've got to prove to me boy That you've got what it takes Now I bet you can't wait For me to be your fantasy For me to be your fantasy For me to be your fantasy Do you like what
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Trying ta' roll a dutch n' I swerve n' cut in your lane

Getting brain in the rain

We starin' in the Lebaron

But the bitch jus' looked n' laughed

She ain't carin'

Like this one little freak that I bumped at Roscoe's

Fucked her shotgun had that ass on the console

(Break down?) to a bus

The shit stay real

When your fuckin' wit them bitch's in your automobile

I pulled up in a seven douce cutty with knock

Ten gee sound system

Everything else stock!

Baby girl in the passenger seat keep axin' ta' eat

I kept mean muggin' n' blastin' tha beat

Probably shoot her through the ?drive-thru"

You know the deal!

When your fuckin' mad bitch's in your automobile

Final chorus

Come on let's fog up these window's

Turn up the bump n' blaze little endo

I wanna fuck but I don't wanna spend dough

You know the deal!

Baby

Let me fuck in my automobile

Come on let's fog up this window's

Turn up the bump n' blaze a little endo

I wanna fuck but I don't wanna spend dough

You know the deal!

Baby

Let me hit it in my automobile

It go!