flying in this mother fucker Ready to die up in this mother fucker Got damn, she badder than a mother fucker. Let?s make a movie! Two superstars, To big body
, coming out, coming out A domesticated girl that's all you ask of me Darling it is no joke, this is lycanthropy The moon's awake now with eyes wide open My body
blast (uh-huh) with your relationship with homegirl with the real fat ass [Busta Rhymes] Who? You talkin 'bout Deelishis? Yeah her body is vicious She like trouble
a highway that leads to love Come with me, sail free under the sky way Just both of us Relax, enjoy the ride 'cos soon we will be there Leave troubles
I will follow you at all Cos woman you?re my trouble And woman I?ve been trouble
There's Something about you I get so weak Trouble is I just cant seem to keep my cool Everytime I see you, its driving me crazy They tellin' me its nothing
me feel like a man Doin' the best that I can Business ain't half of my soul With you by my side I'm bold Your face radiates like a flower Your body'
Nappy boy, Hey!, Pretty boy Nappy boy, Hey!, Pretty boy Turn off the past, turn off the trouble, I'm about to take it to a whole other level! Dj turn
basketball , you just dribblin' and scribblin Writin' on the walls I get into it so quick and fast, no need For y'all to take ya mind and ya body off
flying in this mother fucker Ready to die up in this mother fucker Got damn, she badder than a mother fucker. Let's make a movie! Two superstars, To big body
goin' E Leave me alone x2 B7 A7 Trouble! Fight! B7 A7 Almost every night. B7 A Bad man don't come around, B7 A7 Or I'm gonna lay your body
Answer quick do you know what desire is? Huh? Apparently not that's why you get what you got Now answer this do you know what fire is? Yeah The body
, boy, boy" Damn shut up, boy, he's snitchin', oh boy This niggas bitchin', boy, he's twistin', oh boy If Feds was listenin', boy, damn, whoa, whoa I'm in trouble
by: India Arie I?ve achieved so much in life But I?m an amateur in love My bank account is doing just fine But my emotions are bankrupt My body is nice
achieved so much in life But I'm an amateur in love My bank account is doing just fine But my emotions are bankrupt My body is nice and strong (My body
in trouble, I'm in real big trouble If this is the kind of love that the old folks used to warn me about Man, I'm in trouble, I'm in real big trouble
(Robert B. Ferguson) When troubles surround us, when evils come The body grows weak The spirit grows numb When these things beset us, God doesn't
're feeling down Have you had a week or two Just to get your troubles down Found a lot of life and laughter With a grandfather in the bowery She had a body