nigga don't need no wonderwoman, hmm, I wonder Who she been shuckin and jivin and fuckin Or some bitch named lois cause the hoe is the lowest And she's whiter than snow is ("too much
love. White doves battle black crows in one of the back rows / And everybody my ass knows back home is sporting black clothes / Looking glum as usual...it's all too
heat thugs aim for defeat The origin of the war is still unknown beef Your crew will run deep six feet below streets (Crow) Everything appears as crystal
Sometimes it gets so easy running from town to town But changing bed won't change this feeling that I'm going to drown Too many hearts are broken we're never asked why Too
You want my head You'd eat your young alive For a jaguar in the drive You lie too much You lie too badly You want everything for nothing © 1988, 1991 Crazy Crow
I'm a thief and a gangster Before I was a rap singer, they called me Sticky Fingers Yeah, we want everything, do you have any dreams? We want them too
my mental I got stacks of lyrics hidden That's why I get the props that Captain Hooks don't be gettin' Plus they be counterfeitin', styles straight scandals Spendin' too much
much as the fear, Of giving so much, needing so little, Of loving so gently My heart never meant me to fall. Inside her eyes Now I could be giving too
Just take everything down to Highway 61 Now the fifth daughter on the twelfth night Told the first father that things weren't right My complexion she said is much too
refrain you'too much of everything and i'm just a man but you're so many other things that only i understand you're too much of everything and i'm just
I'm a thief and a gangster Before I was a rap singer, they called me Sticky Fingers ("Yeah we want everything... do you have any dreams, we want them too
says Come and see everything Come out and see the whole world We'll never make it alone Never make it If it's too much to contemplate Just start
unlikely says Come and see everything Come out and see the whole world We'll never make it alone Never make it If it's too much to contemplate Just
hell. When the buck stopped somewhere and you could still buy something with it. To a time when movies were in black and white ? and so was everything
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Says R., Jay y'all, all I need is four bars I'm hotter than a lotta men Switch up cars like Rodman's hair color, then hit your broad I'm borderline too much
