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love is like cocoa butter on my heart Your touch is like cocoa butter on my heart Your kiss is like cocoa butter on my heart Oh, boy, you are like cocoa butter on my heart My heart was bruised, that s what happens when you use it Ready for someone that turn

shimmy cocoa-pop Shimmy shimmy cocoa-pop Shimmy shimmy cocoa-pop Shimmy shimmy cocoa-pop We-we chocolate cross-over Yea, we chocolate cross-over See me cocoa might go pop I'm cocoa and I might go pop Now it's about time that I cleared this so pardon me mi

cocoa and honey Hey yo Bruno Mars That’s what you taste like to me I love it when girls taste like milk chocolate Now all I need is your sex to wash it down White chocolate, dark chocolate Uh, come here girl right now It all goes down the same way

What's that right there What's that right there What's this right here (Yea) What's this right here Yea, what's that right there (Oh) This ain't nothin' but a little somethin' that I got Little somethin' that I got Little somethin' that I got

you gon' do with all that junk? All that junk inside your trunk? I'ma get, get, get, get, you drunk, Get you love drunk off my hump. My hump, my hump, my hump, my hump, my hump, My hump, my hump, my hump, my lovely little lumps (Check it out) I drive these brothers crazy, I

it to me the way you want me I don’t got no feeling no more Read it to me and tell me rights I don’t think I know no more You’re talking soul power and I’m right there too She waited for me Like ice cream I coulda took all summer Cafe dancer She shows you her w

Hook 1: Chance the Rapper X2] Cigarettes on cigarettes, my mama think I stank I got burn holes in my hoodies, all my homies think it's dank I miss my cocoa butter kisses I miss my cocoa butter kisses [Verse 1: Chance The Rapper] Okie dokie, alky, keep it lowkey like Thor lil bro

Puppets Meat Puppets The Goldmine poor little negro sitting in a tree eating his favorite cocoa leaves along came some fellows takin' him away take away his culture put him on a plane poor little negro sitting in the states he

1]- If it's cool we can do a little sumthin' sumthin' Let me grove with you so we can kick a little sumthin' sumthin' Even though she pays me no attention All I wanna show is my affection Lose myself inside her ebony But she ain't even checkin' me so [Repeat 1]

m going to tennessee I live in a house made of corn and just eat the popcorn Fall in love with the farmer who lives as a Poker Player and I'm the fire No. This is not so ..... I go to Neverland I live with Peter Bro and I only drink cocoa

quot;Any Which Way" Dancing on the speakers, are you peaking with tweakers Bigger, tanner breeders on the scene The night don't last forever, so get your shit together Open arms are never what they seem Oh oh oh Oh oh Oh oh oh Oh oh I don't ne

a jar of shao-sing When the girl is born Surely you know the wine will age Till she's fully grown Dont fly into the night Soon enough the world will end While the lantern is right Chorus I could find a good time girl in chinatown Chinatown Dancing in my sho

you remember that one Christmas when we Didn't think we'd be together. We were almost seperated by the weather But I ran through the snow Right up to your window and smiled cause I Was so absolutely happy to be with you All our relatives were too afraid to drive Through

if you want a little bit of some chocolate with your sugar I can deliver it I can deliver it right to your door Repeat Mama, I know what you call me when my back is turned around You call me sugardaddy, sugardaddy, sugardaddy #1 I said mama, I know what you call me when

you remember those days When the sound of the rain made your day You'd put on your raincoat, play in the mud Nothing can take all that joy away One cup of cocoa, then off to bed Mud, still in your hair You didn't care, fall asleep with a smile on your face Nothing as safe as th

Chorus:] Tell me how you'd feel If I was,If I was go'n, Tell me how you'd feel? Tell me how you'd feel If I was,If I was go'n, Tell me how you'd feel? What if I was go'n forever? No more chocolate kisses, No nappy dugout ever, No mamma,no daughter,no sister,no No

am the ice-cream man known as mellow now would you like to say hello to my fellow me and my amigos sittin' all on a bench somewhere down in Puerto Rico two cocoa-honeys step by - they lookin' manefico so I step to 'em yeah how you doin' I t

Verse) I like vanilla chicks and cocoa Whether from over, she’s a loco I like em dancing on me slow mo So come on f*** me like you’re supposed to ‘Cause you’re supposed to (Bridge) You know I’m ready and I’m good to go So don’t keep me hanging, keep

Over and over and over) mmm, send me, move me love me (over and over and over) Send me Sugar Have you ever seen me sit and wonder why you're here with me? Of anyone you'd have your pick Yet here is where you choose to be Oh-oh When you ask me w

been snowing since six o’clock last night The windows icy and the fire hot and bright There doesn’t seem to be an end in sight Baby I know what I want to do, that’s right I want to snoeshoe up to the highest height I want to ride my snowmobile Let’s ski on do

little baby loves shortnin, shortnin, Mammas little baby loves shortnin bread. Mammas little baby loves shortnin, shortnin, Mammas little baby loves shortnin bread. Three little children layin in the bed. Two were sick and the other most dead. Sent for the doctor, the doctor sai

all the girls you know you in the Garden Eden This is the dumb pick, I love to f*** To my baby girl Denim You can't wait till we gets on to crash your body [Kurupt:] Dogg Pound Gangstaville, yeah Gangsta style Ha, check it, I wanna f*** To all ya bitches, I wanna f***

baby Baby baby You're the best present ever, Life's a snow globe when we're together Like a normal rock will picture Baby baby, it's crazy how We're walking around this frozen town, I'm wrapped up like a bulb In your arms, swearing stars Bounting off

Hook: Madame D] Woke up this morning, smoked some sticky green to get me started Choclate thai, all in my eye, I'm never broken-hearted Bang us in ya cars, bang us in ya Jeep, bang that shit retarded [Intro: 12 O'Clock (RZA)] (Bob Digi) Sun Zeini (P. Sunn) 12 O'Clo

feat. Petey Pablo) [Petey's Rap:] Your__ are fat I'm bout eat you up girl The wait has been long enough And I'm ready (been ready) to freak the funk Where the gravy-lick that biscuit Let me get some hottie on toast with a pound of butter No soda, no juice, no water or

I see this, feels good around here (Craig David) All my ladies (Big Narstie) It's about to go down (Ladies) That garage sound This is for my ravers, gettin' faded, faded This is for my ravers, I know you waited, waited (bounce) This one's goin' out, to all my people out there

the first day of May I took to the road I'd been staring out the window most of the morning I'd watched the rain claw at the glass And a vicious wind blew hard and fast I should have taken it as a warning As a warning As a warning As a warning I'd given

you got Ana well nigga lets go! Boy u dont want it cuz i am to crunk! When we get throwed we dont give a f***! Blastin at suckaz dat try to catch us! [repeat] [1st Verse (CycoPlack)] Triple filitation,aint no hesitation for my click If a nigga got that Ana

'em Mac, Mac, Mac, Mac Mac, Mac, Mac, Mac Get 'em Girl, shake that body Whoa, what do we have here? People want to know how we could be that weird How many hoes want to clean Mac's beard? I kill flows, think I need that tear on a tattoo My bitch suck, she a vacuum F*** her

what, Jigga who? Jigga what, Jigga who? Jigga what, Jigga who? You gon' need a vocal in, right? Motherf***ers wanna act loco, hit em wit, numerous shots with the fo'-fo' Faggots wanna talk to Po-Po's, smoke em like cocoa F*** rap, coke by the boatload F*** dat, on the run

what, Jigga who? Jigga what, Jigga who? Jigga what? You gon' need a vocal in, right? Motherf***ers wanna act loco, hit em wit, numerous shots with the fo'-fo' Faggots wanna talk to Po-Po's, smoke em like cocoa F*** rap, coke by the boatload F*** dat, on the

what, Jigga who? Jigga what, Jigga who? Jigga what, Jigga who? You gon' need a vocal in, right? Motherf***ers wanna act loco, hit em wit, numerous shots with the fo'-fo' Faggots wanna talk to Po-Po's, smoke em like cocoa F*** rap, coke by the boatload F*** dat, on the r

Chorus:] Damn Girl I know exactly where to throw You a pro every time you hit the pole I love it when you take it to the top Drop, and stop it right before you hit the floor Drop, drop, and stop it right before you hit the floor I love it when you

mira mira mira mira.... Mira mira mira mira mira.... Mira mira mira mira mira.... Mira mira yo quiero Cuban girls, Cuban girls, I like em' Puerto Rican girls, Puerto Rican girls, yo quiero Mexican girls, Mexican girls, yo quiero Spanish girls, Spanish girls, I lik

Daddy: We gon' let the band deal wit' this Ha ha, uh MIA Style, ha Old School Uh huh Okay, Shut Up Chorus: Trick Daddy (4x) Ah ha, Okay What's Up, Shut Up Trick Daddy: Ridin' 'round in my brand new, '99, 4 do', Volvo I got a pocket full of B's, cocoa

DMX] Uhh [Nokio] DMX, Sisqo.. [DMX] Yo, what these bitches want from a nigga [Nokio] Dru Hill, know what I'm sayin? [DMX] What these bitches want from a nigga [Sisqo] Hmmm (Ruff Ryders) DMX break em off [DMX] What these bitches want from a nigga [Sisq

ain't funny when you ain't got no money And that clock strikes 4:20 and you wanna get high No bills get sent and you can't pay the rent Everyday I get bent yo, so that I can get by On and ontaking rips from the bong Planet Budtron, BSO stay on Kottonmouth Kings got th

Intro: Woman] [screams] [cries] [dog's barkin'] He takes everybody gone! Somebody, pleeease! [chainsaw] Heeeelp! [chainsaw] Ooh, my God! [chainsaw] [dog's barkin'] He comes for me! Oohhh! ("It fits... perfect! ") [Verse 1:] Better watch out! -

Juicy J talking] Yes sir once again it's on Juicy J featuring Project Pat Chronicles of the Juice man, North North part 2 Raise ya thunbs up my nigg, it's on fool [Chorus: Project Pat] North, raise ya thumbs up nigga [x4] [Juicy J] North north in this thing and you kno

make me beg, For that p**** girl, give it to me now Climb on to daddy, common baby ride me up and down You got your titties out, but your bra still on I'll bend you over from behind and f*** you in your thong I like my freaky bitch, knows how to

Shara Nelson I quietly observe standing in my space Daydreaming I quietly observe standing in my space Daydreaming 3D Way that we say 'em in style t...

full of dirt, kickin sand on your works Somethin gotta hurt, catch a case off a verse Live in concert, kids comin out they shirts I'm hyped now, jumpin in the crowd, feet first Meant it when I said it, lungs bring the pain son without the anesthetic, make em look pathetic

here it is F*** it Friends or no friends I had enough bullshit To last me clear to the ends of my term I hate worms So I'ma bring in the fish And induce my backhand To refrain from my fist Yeah I wish that I change Then I could shed all the (main) You trippin' on my ego But al

to have to eat cold meals Now a nigga offin' gold seals Countin' up money getting chills We some young niggas on for real Tokyo drift through the hills Used to have to walk, no wheels Now I'm buyin' whips for the crib Young niggas on for real Hunnid dollar bills You

Hook: Vic Mensa] What ever happened to free love? I wanna know, wanna know I wanna know, wanna know [Verse 1: Vic Mensa] I don't wanna wait too long 'Til I'm wrinkling and my body aching And the newspapers move on My freedom has no expiration Is it too late for the world? L

and ladies Please put down your expensive champange It's about to get ugly in here Let's go! [Set it off motherf***ers!] My name is Mike Shinoda And with some help From my man Celph Titled [You goddamned right!] I would like to introduce to yo

You know I be that little Pretty Flacko, Jody the Second, nigga You know we had to hit you with another one This time I got my niggas with me We finna keep it trill in this bitch, know what I'm sayin'? If you a trill nigga, if you a trill bitch Throw that

Method Man] Hydro... indo... (buddha!) Hah... cocoa... yo, ya-ya-yo! I need some brown weed (lady) all day I need some brown weed (jenny) I need some cut (lady, lady) Now these doors don't open, til after dark And it ain't til 12 til the party really starts