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Woah... Yeh yeh yeh Courtney! Rip... Whatever man, everyone does that adlib... Ha! Now girls, what we gonna call these guys that don't like it raw? Pussy'oles! [Verse 1] You can adore me on Sunday, as Sunday's my only day off You know that I don't wa

Slip oooooh uh Let me talk to you for a minute I'm like baby, Where did your love go, yeeah You say that I got it, But it's so dam hard to believe, yeeah I said baby Where did you manners go, yeeah You used to open doors And I adored your curtesy Yea

Verse 1: I don't like it when you break me honey Why'd you have to do that? Tell me when you make these tears keep fallin' Do you feel like a man? Figure figure, there's no working you out whatsoever Only one way I could sum you up all together You'v

A lonely mother gazining out of the window Staring at her son that she just can't touch If at any time he's in a jam she'll be by his side But he doesn't realize he hurts her so much But all the praying just ain't helping at all Cuz he can't seem to