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Dr Hook I Couldn T Believe

my hands upon you I believe, I believe I believe it now, I couldn't believe I believe it now, I couldn't believe I believe it now, I couldn't believe

I? Kinda lost my train of thought. Uh, well, uh, OK, anyway, I-I know it's kind of a roundabout way Of saying it, but, I guess the whole point I'm

tell Sheryl don't like Beans 'cuz Beans rude She wish Beans would go back to Chicago with her dude Sayin' he don't like Dr. Wick But Dr. Wick don't

for I ain't sold one fuckin record I'm just tryin to use these 200 bars to feed my family nigga I ain't no threat I can't rap I'm from Compton remember

lay, invade from straight shots I demand that you pay and stray from straight blocks I'm the man that you pray, don't spray the flames hot I could tan

Sheryl don't like Beans cuz Beans rude She wish Beans would go back to Chicago with her dude Sayin he don't like Dr. Wick but Dr. Wick don't give a shit

me for I ain't sold one fuckin record I'm just tryin to use these 200 bars to feed my family nigga I ain't no threat I can't rap I'm from Compton remember

gas & I'm gone (Yea!) [Hook: 50 Cent] If I can't do it, homie, it can't be done Now I'ma let the champagne bottle pop I'ma take it to the top Fo sho I

that you crackers can understand! Hello there, I wear blue-jean pants I own three dogs and thirteen cats I keep my children away from rap I get all