stuck on you Oh babe, I'm stuck on stuck on you ??? I love you true Hey babe, you know... You know you got me stuck like glue Stuck on, stuck on, stuck
you, you, you Got nothing without you, you, you Got nothing without you All I've got are these photographs I remember when I used to make you laugh I don't wanna be stuck
inside you All I want is to be there when it burns you Baby, let me squeeze you, wanna hold you, wanna please you Let me feel you, 'cause I need to Lay you on
That's infinity too many sick niggaz, nickel nines Bring the remedy when you play the field, what's the penalty Unnecessary roughness, career endin' injuries for suckers Stuck on
with me But I'm out on you hoes wit the 10 g belt The only thing I'm concentratin' on is checkin' my mail What the hell? What the fuck do you mean? Your
a different story 'bout self Do you have the courage to be you All that talk, that you talk, is it really you? Oh silly you, oh silly me Your tongue
my fault you a little ole' bitch without yo click Nigga run with a quickness get away quick, but you bet not slip Better of with a Bianca then be stuck
I'm hanging on every word you said You're the song stuck in my head and I love it I'm guessing this is, this is love Every time you look at me I'm
cuss My lips are clear, the Lord know's I'm not ugly Heavenly father you are the best, one time... I'm feelin' you, you feelin' me, ain't nobody jealous
cuss My lips are (?), the Lord know's I'm not ugly Heavenly father you are the best, one time... I'm feelin' you, you feelin' me, ain't nobody jealous
we can play away from the navy So stuck on the love, you rearranging behaviours Second episode, and you returnin' oral favors Buyin' up groceries Searchin' for hosiery Holdin' hands publicly And now, you
you You, you Got nothing without you You, you Got nothing without you All I've got are these photographs I remember when I used to make you laugh I don't wanna be stuck
NEED MORE PRACTICE? NA, YOU NEED MORE STAMINA THE MAN WITH THE INTENSE SPOUT, BURNIN' UP THE VEHICLE, THE BATTLE'S JUST ME AND YOU SORRY, ME AND YOUR
The stuff legends are made of, urban folklore Like Jim Morrison we break on through Before I care about your take on me, we take on you Yo, yo, yo We
you stuck in a coffin? and who the fuck you gonna run to when i make you an orphan? Im metamorphisizin into somethin you thought that i could never
When you're on your knees in broken glass when you're stuck on speed and it goes too fast when your body lies down to sleep all the remedies in the world
, Vancity got the remedy Connect with Alchemist over the track like midi So now you stuck on the way we drop bombs So check for more on your worldwide
the kill Come on, I've always been a shadow Content with my disease You'll never see it coming 'Cause you never notice me Unload, words are the remedy