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Oahahohhhhhhhh

Happy birthday baby

Baby, baby, baby

Girl when you’re with me, you know we ball

For sure

And baby every time I have a ball

With you

So I made reservations for, this special day

Baby

Baby bring your baby oil, and your lingerie

C’mon

We got a five star room, the luxury suite

With marble floors, and don’t thank me

Cause I did — I did this for your birthday

All for you, all for you

With a king size bed, the Cognac bar

The sweet TV with the VCR

And I did it — I did this for your birthday

Yeahahahah, yeah yeah yeah

Whoahowhoa, ahh yeah

I felt like I could break a couple of rooms, for you

That’s how I brought myself to buy this expensive room

Let’s do it in the jacuzzi

On the balcony, baby, whoahhahhh

Girl let’s enjoy this special night

Cause the bill’s on me

We got a five star room, the luxury suite

With marble floors, and don’t thank me

Cause I did — I did this for your birthday

Whoo!Do not, do not, do not.. did not do it baby!

With a king size bed, the Cognac bar

The sweet TV with the VCR

And I did it — I did this for your birthday

I’m what you want, I’m what you need

Let’s get on the floor - let’s get on the floor

Let’s get in the chair - in the chair

On the sink - on the sink

In the bed - in the bed

Back on the rug - back on the rug

In the tub - in the tub

I perform - I perform

Anywhere - anywhere

Let’s get on the floor - let’s get on the floor

Let’s get in the chair - in the chair

On the sink - on the sink

In the bed - in the bed

Back on the rug - back on the rug

Or in the tub - or in the tub

I’ll perform - I’ll perform

Anywhere - anywhere

You have a five star room, the luxury suite

With marble floors, and don’t thank me

Cause I did — I did this for your birthday

You seem like you’ve been workin so hard

With a king size bed, the Cognac bar

And you need just a special day

The sweet TV with the VCR

Yeahhahayeah ohh yeah

And I did it — I did this for your birthday

Happy birthday birthday baby!

We got a five star room, the luxury suite

Wait a minute!

With marble floors, and don’t thank me

Wait, wait.. wait!

Cause I did — I did this for your birthday

Yeahhhhhhh!

With a king size bed, the Cognac bar

C’mon in, c’mon in

The sweet TV with the VCR

And I did it — I did this for your birthday

Yeah.. yeahhh, yeahhhahhh

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Knows how you

Twist all the lines

Fortune Teller

Future Seller

Of time

Tortured spirits cry

Fear is in their eyes

Ghostly images die

Witches Potion

Mixed in the ocean

Of tears

Mystical Powers

Emerge From the towers

Of fear

Tortured spirits cry

Fear is in their eyes

Ghostly images die

Evil learning

People burning

Savage casting

No one lasting

Witchcraft

Sadness

Madness

Turning in their minds

Ritual killings

That swear in

The shillings to be

Heretic Priestess

Dwells on the

Weakness she sees

Tortured spirits cry

Fear is in their eyeblack moon

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You come from the foam - crested brine

It’s your skin shining softly in the moonlight

Partly fish, partly porpoise, partly baby sperm whale

Am I yours? are you mine to play with?

Joking apart, when you’re drunk you’re terrific

When you’re drunk I like you mostly late at night

You’re quite allright

But I can’t understand the different you

In the morning

When it’s time to play at being human for a while

We smile, we smile, we smile

You’ll be different in the spring, I know

You’re a seasonal beast

Like the Starfish that drift in with the tide, with the tide

So until your blood runs to meet the next full moon

Your madness fits in nicely with my own, with my own

Your lunacy fits neatly with my own

My very own

We’re not alone

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I’m livin’ in hell where all these niggaz

got stories to tell I be blasin’t on these bitch niggaz

servin’ well and the company I keep be the scum of the earth

body tated hair matted sellin’ Key’s if you fuck wit these

law breakin’ niggaz scream fuck the police

we gonna ball fo the lil nigga shit

what the fuck you figure?

Timbaland boots forty fives wit nicket plates

findin’ niggaz dead, bring’em home and I can’t wait

if niggaz is real, then they ain’t scared to split ‘em

all that job-ownin’ shit, fuck you,I ain’t wit’em

Cuz, when I say jump, niggaz say

How high? or I stabb you in ya fuckin’ eye

now let’s get busy nigga

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Yall niggaz, wanna ride tonight?

how many niggaz, in the house feel live tonight?

we get Money Over Bitches, cuz we ain’t scared to die

live and die by the code, theres on reason why (2x)

Verse two [Fatal]

Keep it comin’, these niggaz get done in

on any run in, I smrik and jerk, on any trigga

puttin’ in work, then past it off, to my little man

like he blast it off, beyond that, ?

criminile, genarile, wit ruff forty five cap

endin’ ya whole stat, I’m the master of this fuckin’(fuck yall)shit

so I’m a be buckin’ shit, ya don’t know who you fuckin’ wit

yall spaced out duckin’ quick, the number one parolly

slap shots like a goalie, the forty glock like steel totin’

up shorty rocks, gettin’ money wit the forty cop

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Verse three

Some niggaz, kinda of coke

scared to bust, and I be lookin’ through ya ass like you

Plexey glass, so I send my pretty bitch

swingin’ tits and ass, preal hander on her burner so she

blastin’ fast, alot of niggaz know my rep,

but it don’t mean shit, til you witness to yourself

how live it get, and I never let no rhymin’ ass bitch

share a mic wit me, until I see her versatility

you get the fuckin’ picture, I swear by everythin’ spit in my rhymes

it’s only hollow points I spit out my nine

drillin’ niggaz on the block, when I’m passin’ through

I bust six, in the air nigga, just for you

and if I ever get caught sleepin’, which I ever doubt would happen

I’d be the last nigga rappin’, I’ll keep my fuckin’ guns clappin’

Whatever though, fake ass niggas will never know

smellin’ they own shit, when I rip the Berrta slow

the nine milly, the fake thuggs niggaz thats gettin’ silly

blowin’em and showin’em, cuz my dogs don’t know’em

I don’t give a fuck, how small big and tall

come get me, and I talk on how square yall are

attack adicts, spray mattics, wit liquid

and the toughest on ya squad, can’t ride wit bizniss

I don’t know what these niggaz, be thinkin’ when they see me

niggaz call me whodni, blast and poof like a genie

I stack whack rappers, and stick’em like cornerbacks

yall niggaz is jumpin’ jackz, and bluffin’ on wax

thinkin’ you can clown me, me and my little town we

we lost niggaz, fo life, out here they can’t drown me

I’ll be buried alive, the mic will dig me back up

to tall for lust, I bend these bitches when I fuck

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Muthafuckin’ M.O.B you ain’t seen shit yet, what

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1 C’est un petit bonheur que j’avais ramass

Il tait tout en pleurs sur le bord d’un foss

Quand il m’a vu passer il s’est mis crier

Monsieur ramassez-moi, chez vous emmenez-moi,

Mes frres m’ont oubli je suis tomb, je suis malade,

Si vous n’ me cueillez point je vais mourir quelle balade,

Je me ferai petit, tendre et soumis je vous le jure,

Monsieur, je vous en prie, dlivrez-moi de ma torture.

2 J’ai pris le p’tit bonheur l’ai mis sous mes haillons,

J’ai dit faut pas qu’il meure, viens-t’en dans ma maison.

Alors le p’tit bonheur a fait sa gurison

Sur le bord de mon coeur y’avait une chanson.

Mes jours, mes nuits, mes peines, mes deuils, mon mal, tout fut oubli,

Ma vie de dsoeuvr j’avais l’ dgot de la recommencer.

Quand il pleuvait dehors ou qu’mes amis m’faisaient des peines

J’prenais mon p’tit bonheur et j’ lui disais c’est toi ma reine.

3 Mon bonheur a fleuri il a fait des bourgeons

C’tait le paradis, a s’voyait sur mon front.

Or un matin joli que j’ sifflais ce refrain

Mon bonheur est parti sans me donner la main.

J’eus beau le supplier, le cajoler, lui faire des scnes,

Lui montrer le grand trou qu’il me faisait au fond du coeur,

Il s’en allait toujours la tte haute sans joie, sans haine,

Comme s’il ne pouvait plus voir le soleil dans ma demeure.

4 J’ai bien pens mourir de chagrin et d’ennui,

J’avais cess de rire, c’tait toujours la nuit.

Il me restait l’oubli, il me restait l’ mpris

Enfin je m’ suis dit il me reste la vie.

J’ai repris mon bton, mes deuils, mes peines, et mes guenilles

Et je bats la semelle dans des pays de malheureux,

Aujourd’hui quand je vois une fontaine ou une fille

Je fais un grand dtour ou bien je me ferme les yeux. (bis)

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