Deep) [chorus] Baby maybe, you and I we can be Be lovers, If you'd only let me Show you baby, just how good love can be If we hold on to each other
(feat. Doug E. Fresh) [intro: Doug E. Fresh] Yeah, yeah it's party time baby MJ let's do it like this, UH! Ladi-dadi, ladi-dadi, ladi, dadi, peep this
the whole truth and nothing but the truth [MISS JONES:] boy u can't handle the truth [BIG PUN:] what u got to say for youself? [MISS JONES:] nigga I got
t wait The nearest moment that we marry is too late! Have you met Miss Jones Someone said as we shook hands She was just Miss Jones to me Then i said Miss Jones
I don't even know, tell me which book you readin from [Big Tigger] Aight, next caller [unknown female (Busta)] Hey Busta, heard about you on Miss Jones
ask me do I write rhymes, I tell 'em I used to Shit now I'm writin' history you gonna remember Like The Juice Crew U to the G to the K P A Playa Miss
didn't do me right, so So long, goodbye, goodbye (So hit the freeway) Maybe in some other life, I'll see you again I would have bet the Dow Jones If
's scaring me And I don't like where we're going And now you're gonna miss me I know you're gonna miss me I guarantee you miss m 'Cause you changed the
your scaring me and I don't like where were going And now you're gonna miss me I know your're gonna miss me I guarantee you'll miss me cuz you changed
lifestyle I ain't looking for her pussy boy This trill jet shit, just enjoy That's yo wifey but she still a jet miss Give her direction to the tele and
intro:word i miss you,i miss the god word....a powerful brother,man, he was live Raekwon:he was a powerfull general,the smell from his breathe was ballantine
Howdy do mother fuckaz its Weezy Baby, Niggaz bitchin and I gotta tuck the cannon. Listen close I got duct tape and rope, I'll leave you missin like the
t tryan have you haters layin below the pool pit (chaa) 40 acres and mule sit, in my garage with a cool kit (chaa) eat, drink and be merry mang and miss
I made a mill at eighteen, nigga how it feel It feel good to cash checks every other day, yes If you ain't talkin' bout money, go the other way Miss
And Tamikra around the corner just took her first hit off the pipe The other homie shot the other homie and ran off with his money And when the other
Gyeah, Rihanna Good Girl Gone Bad Take three, action No clouds in my storms Let it rain, I hydroplane into fame Comin' down like the Dow Jones When the
Tamikra around the corner Just took her first hit off the pipe The other homie shot the other homie and ran off with his money And when the other homies
Tamika around the corner just took her first hit off the pipe The other homie shot the other homie and ran off with his money And when the other homies
