, mine is a beautiful thing, thing, thing beautiful thing, thing, beautiful thing. i cannot forget you ..my love anymore i can't let you go my love .. 'cause that beautiful
hearts with only emptiness I want to love, to cherish you though crushed my heart sometimes may be I wanted to remember you I wanted to remember love such a beautiful
around Breathe me into being Let me muscle through your crown When you tear me up don't fear me I'll be a mess for miles around On a beauty strike from
with a hundred thousand volts and make me smile You name it I can aim it, catch it and tame it, explain it Take it and paint it in beautiful technicolor
fucker's rabid and still breathing!) (Hiding cabbage!) Oh, the heater claps to leave me I'ma ninja this shit wit' sugar in the fuel tank of a saucer
boughetto - Bourgeois and ghetto! [Murphey Lee] Yo Murph' is bourgeois - School boy; ghetto What more can I say? I'm boughetto Aiyyo I'm beautif-hetto, that's beautiful
lost in stereo) She works for the weekend Mixtape of her favorite bands Turning up the radio Lost in the stereo, sound She's trouble in a tank top Pretty
into my pockets Under a sign that says grand opening While my dog is waiting in the car I wake up, I check out I fill the tank and wash the windshield
won't regret And this gonna be the bomb, this is what I bet Oh, girl stop playing with me I've been waiting all day like the tank empty I need love, she
you, I'mm ready for blast off We've been in the building, They're looking for car spots I got the pedal to the metal in a monster truck A full tank and
make the law And sick and tired of seein nigga's flossin, put it down real 'til I'm in my coffin Scrape a lape, can't get me bent. Nigga this tank don
, just like it was after 1775 before they lit up the sky, On the fourth of July Match in the gas tank Boom boom Match in the gas tank Boom boom The
I just got off of work The sun is shining bright Got my paycheck in my left hand And my crotch in the right Got a half tank of gas And a girl that likes
of some real hot spots Where we can respect the ladies and shake hands with cops And grab mic phones have you sweating like Professional wrestlers (you wanna ride with us) I got a tank
mind and goes you, you all of me wants to runaway through you your lips are my honey baby beautiful your kiss is the flame letting us run free on a tank
spin even ten cents on you, since when Do you think it's gonna cost me a pretty penny? Shiit, if I think a penny's pretty just imagine how beautiful
I'ma ghostwrite for him!!) Over Dre's Beats!!! Ran in the ladies room naked in a blanket At the banquet and started to spank it (AHHH!!) Came in the bank with a tank
