25 lyrics for "I want 2 eat u"

Twenty more minutes until I'm on I met that girl right up at my show Left her man in the crowd on the floor Listen, this is not my city show But I treat it like my city show Yeah, I am not slow These girls just want me 'cause I got the dough Pass that
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I want 2 eat u Smells like fish, tastes like chicken Cooking is so fun You look nice You look good enough to eat girl You’re making me hungry
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Uh, mic check 1-2 (Go get 'em) Listen close, nigga, yeah Uh, if rappers want it, they can get it Flow tighter than four fat bitches sittin' in a Civic My flows are unimaginable, Hannibal Lecter shit Eatin' emcees for breakfast, bitch Since I was born to
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It's My Own Fault (Recorded Live At the Regal Theatre, Chicago, Illinois, November 21, 1964)
B.B. King
It's my own fault, baby Treat me the way you want to do Yes, at the time, you were loving me, baby At that time, little girl, I didn't love you At that time, little girl, I wouldn't be true Used to make your own pay checks, baby And bring them all home
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In my life, ill need you here, don't ask why I'll never disappear Let's take a blast to the moon baby I sit around wishing you well How I'm craving you, yeah! Every time I'm near you I always want to swallow you down I'll be right here if ya need me Why
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Highway 20 Ride (Live; Pass The Jar - Zac Brown Band and Friends Live from the Fabulous Fox Theatre In Atlanta)
Zac Brown Band
I ride east every other Friday but if I had it my way Days would not be wasted on this drive And I want so bad to hold you Some of the things I haven't told you Your mom and me just couldn't get along And I'll think about my life And wonder why, I'll
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So baby come with me and be my ooh la la Ooh my my baby don't be shy I see that spark flashing in your eye My heart beats fast 'cause I want it all Take my hand, we can go all night And spin me round just the way I like It feels so good, I don't wanna
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Wanted a woman, never bargained for you Been dazed and confused for so long it's not true Lots of people talk and few of them know Soul of a woman was created below, yeah You hurt and abused tellin' all of your lies Run around sweet baby, Lord how they
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