rewritable radio songs "What station is your radio on?" My trainin' is worth millions Imam death squad rush the building From the frontline with Prince William I am Prince William
themselves that are thinking of me You know what sickening me? (Yo dog express your feelings) If Eric Bennet can get Halle Berry I deserve Vannesa Williams
bars And I done wrecked both the cars Itchy and psyched by the orgy witch It's the mojo man from Mars Doin' the hootchie cootchie coo In my peek-a-boo mohair suit Oldsmo-William
like Trapper John M.D., yea, that's what folks tell me I plan on going far and be a star like Marcus Welby So there, dear, uhum, you suit though Yes,
Sur cette peur d'autrefois, je ne veux pas que ma main tremble Le vent des mers seche mes plaies et mon amertume s'echoue a Londres Deux soirs de suite
(feat. Timbaland) [Timbaland] Uh, c'mon, uh, c'mon [Fabolous] Uh, William H. Bonnie, ma' I make you famous [Fabolous] Some little pretty mami's is
for the ??? Unless you one of the Bloods, or a latin king Cuz if your left with the Aryans your ass will sting And your cell mate is a 25 to lifer They will
grand so we will bust your head n**** straight through your hand or get off in yo ass n**** like jackie chan and when its all said and done it's a one will
for the ??? Unless you one of the Bloods, or a latin king Cause if your left with the Aryans your ass will sting And your cell mate is a 25 to lifer They will
his frolicsome sport He found a poor tinker lying drunk on the ground In such a deep sleep he heard not a sound He said to his men, Richard, William,
club, in a disrespectful manner Stomp through the crowd wavin the M.O.P. banner Keep fresh coppertops, in the player hater scanner Who am I? (WILLIAM
trousses et l'moral a zero, Deja qu'au Loto, c'est jamais moi qui touche, Trouver la cle du hasard, c'est pas du gateau, Meme si vous m'lachez tout d'suite
Billy Joe McAlester junior showed up at the reunion Clean cut shaved decked out in Armani's best In perfect spoken english he said now days I go by William
In this land I command Under the guide of my sword My wills could become real But this time I will loose my crown Arrows are falling down over
Crowned in January of 1066 (ten sixty six) Harold was set as king Formidable warrior, a braveheart he is William from Normandy Now the times are
Semper gloria sit In excelsis semper sit gloria, domine Non confundar in aeternum Salvum fac nos [CHORUS ] "Triumph will gladden your hearts!" [SUITE
beating true somehow I'll let go when you leave me then I'll follow you on up to our cloud [ piano ] My arms will hold you all your lifetime my love for you will
massaged it's da proof. Proof's in da pudding and dat bakin soda taken, Paper dat I'm makin, gotta take dem photos naked. Listenin to niggas like whistlin dat Wendy Williams
