me all night, alright Blue light, you turn on a blue light? And everything will be alright Oh blue light Oh blue light, oh blue light Blue light, blue light, blue light
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me all night, alright Blue light Light (u turn on a) Blue light And every thing will be Alright Oooh Blue light Blue light Blue light Blue light Blue light Blue light
and me all night, alright Blue light Light (u turn on a) Blue light And every thing will be Alright Oooh Blue light Blue light Blue light Blue light Blue light Blue light
dick like Swiss hole y'know handcuff shit like Supreme bitch y'all broads is ancient I'll bank your whole shit top draft pick like I'm the prince Nasheem
You know the kid got his chipped tooth fixed Hair parted with a barbers preciseness, Brave Hearted for life It's the return of the Golden Child, son of a blues
know the kid got his chipped tooth fixed Hair parted with a barbers preciseness Bravehearted for life, it's - The return of the golden child, son of a blues
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let go Heads are boppin knees are flying Arms are swingin ears are ringin That's what a real house party should be like 2 turntables a mic and a blue light
you in them girlie books I'm losin my mind, but it's not lost yet I'd pay a thousand dollars just to see your sihlouette Red is the rose's color, blue
Want us to fail 'cuz you on our dick But as long as every song is rich you can't tell me shit We been doin' this since prince was the bomb Before he
a night off Give your sound man a C-note to cut your mic off The promoters need me, nigga, you just a write-off After that, hit the dress room, turn the lights
The queen of light took her bow And then she turned to go, The prince of peace embraced the gloom And walked the night alone. Oooh dance in the dark of
And I take my pleasure in the monkey's bed And the wolves still howl and the light still glowing red And I take my pleasure in a blue steel cage And
Rasu, Nina Ross, and Skails, Rhythm and Ghetto, Rosiah, 7th Sign murda em all, yep... And like little Capo-Confuscious say "Nigga I'll kill for you." -Chorus - -Prince
voice he hears In a crowded room full of covered up mirrors Lookin' into the lost forgotten years For dignity I met Prince Phillip at the home of the blues
A shoddy clad knight of the road, the quest is underway Drawn by glowing street lights in the night, and smoke by day The city lights have pulled him
