me the sticky The chicky wanted to leave me with a kiss and a hickie I ain't wit it but give me a quicky I ain't in to doin' the licky-licky Even though
whack clicks Hoping they whip paper like a classic low budget black flick Last victim I caught was fucking my last chick She hit me off, nearly made me bust
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(Take it off) (Everybody) (Take it off) (Yeah baby girl) (Take it off) (Flipmode squad'll make you) (Take it off) (Busta Rhymes'll make you) (Take it
of ruthless scavengers, Fall Victim to merciless attacks at the hands of interplanetary alien Tribes who Seek to conquer our charred remains. this is extinction level event, The Final world front
me None of you all niggas is ready run go see the pharmacy Prepare for the coming of another grand larceny Pardon me, you niggas ain't even a little
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time run out Welcome all you motherfuckers, to a global event warning Here has now come, the don of the new millennium The extinction level event All