>I don't eat, I don't sleep,
>I do nothing but think of you.
>I don't eat, I don't sleep,
>I do nothing but think of you.
>You keep me under your spell
>You keep me under your spell
>You keep me under your spell
>I don't eat, I don't sleep,
>I do nothing but think of you.
>I don't eat, I don't sleep,
>I do nothing but think of you.
>You keep me under your spell
>You keep me under your spell
>You keep me under your spell
>ywn watch drive for the first time ever again
>time and again i tell myself
>i'll stay clean tonight
>but those little green wheels are following meeeee
>oh no not again.......
>You keep me under your spell
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I saw it in theaters and it was surprisingly packed. Around eight people left before it was over.
>Wish I knew what you were looking for
>Might have known what you would find
>she will never think about me
WE GOT TO INSTALL MICROWAVE OVENS
f**k. f**k. f**k.
Mother mother f**k. Mother mother f**k f**k. Mother f**k mother f**k.
Noise noise noise.
1 2 1 2 3 4
Noise noise noise.
Smokin weed, smokin weed.
Doin' coke, drinkin beers.
Drinkin beers, beers beers.
Rollin' fatties, smokin blunts.
Who smokes the blunts? We smoke the blunts.
Rollin' blunts and smokin um'
15 bucks, little man, put that sh*t in my hand.
If that money doesn't show then you owe me owe me owe.
My jungle love.
Oh e oh e oh.
I think I wanna know ya know ya ... yeah, what.
cringe thread
The best the best
What the hell are you singing?
hehe small peepee running :p
for the record, the time sucked ass
ugly
man of taste
Fuck off faggot, she's an angel.
MISSISSIPPI QUEEN
Isn't she a coalburner?
>angel
>literally fucks black guys
What did he mean by this?
well she’s white and American so the odds are pretty good she is
No.
Untrue.
>I don't piss
>I don't shit
>I'm gettin' no relief
>people shake their heads in disbelief
>8 years ago
FUCK
Post the long neck shop. That's all I see when I look at her. Her neck was made for deep throating massive bbc
Psycho killer, qu'est-ce que c'est?
Fa, fa, fa, fa, fa, fa, fa, far better
Run, run, run, run, run, run away
Oh-ho-ho
Psycho killer, qu'est-ce que c'est?
Fa, fa, fa, fa, fa, fa, fa, far better
Run, run, run, run, run, run away
Oh-ho-ho-ho, aye-yi-yi-yi-yi, ooh
>First off, fuck your bitch and the clique you claim
>West side when we ride come equipped with game
>You claim to be a player but I fucked your wife
>We bust on Bad Boy niggaz fuck for life
>Plus Puffy tryin' ta see me weak, hearts I rip
>Biggie Smallz and Junior M.A.F.I.A. some mark ass bitches
>We keep on comin' while we runnin' for ya jewels
>Steady gunnin', keep on bustin' at the fools, you know the rules
>Little Ceaser, go ask ya homie how I leave ya
>Cut your young ass up, leave you in pieces, now be deceased
>Lil Kim, don't fuck around with real G's
>Quick to snatch yo' ugly ass off tha street, so fuck peace
>I let them niggas know it's on for life
>So let the West side ride tonight hahahah
>Bad Boy murdered on wax, and killed
>Fuck wit' me and get yo caps peeled, you know... see...
>Grab ya Glocks, when you see Tupac
>Call the cops, when you see Tupac, uh
>Who shot me, but ya punks didn't finish
>Now ya bout to feel the wrath of a menace
>NIGGA, I hit em' up...