For ten plus me (So what you need?) I'll need a credit card that's got no limit And a big black jet with a bedroom in it Gonna join the mile high club
to where the fire lies. You hear the silent cries I flow like a bottle of cyanide I blaze rhymes when I'm high think you can fly reach for the sky. Sleep
Verse Three: RZA] My nigga Chuck, he loved to fuck Everything exotic bitches down to ugly ducks Like Nancy, who liked the fancy tickles so he put popsicles
Prodigal What kind of girl wey make love dey be so What kind of girl wey make love dey djoum so What kind of girl wey make love dey sweet so This girl
(feat. Biz Markie, Slick Rick & Q-Tip) [Jay-Z] Course I love you.. I love all y'all Hehehe, hehehe, f'real [Biz] I love girls, girls, girls, girls
enough For ten plus me (So what you need?) I'll need a credit card that's got no limit And a big black jet with a bedroom in it Gonna join the mile high
you sit on a chair On ya fat ass, expecting me to share (What?!) My name ain't Cher, yours ain't Sonny That means; no love between us, only relation is
guys to where the fire lies. You hear the silent cries I flow like a bottle of cyanide I blaze rhymes when I'm high think you can fly reach for the sky
So if you wanna see my Pedigree, you better be filled with energy, niggaz never gettin' me [Chorus 2X: Bobby Valentino and Cheri Dennis] + (Ludacris
rocks i dreamed of cher she came to us in babylon and she was rattling fluently her true language and she was dressed in high syrian rags her face had
[Verse Three: RZA] My nigga Chuck, he loved to fuck Everything exotic bitches down to ugly ducks Like Nancy, who liked the fancy tickles so he put
Gonna join the mile high club At thirty-seven thousand feet (Been there done that) I want a new tour bus full of old guitars My own star on Hollywood Boulevard Somewhere between Cher