ima dog, ask dem hoes Bitch ima beast, ask dem hoes Hoe ima dog, ask dem hoes [verse 3:] Call me weezy f. bitch im straight From the street the dope game is sour And the dope is sweet
rock let's do some rock'n'roll with a little bit of soul we're going rockin' tonite we're going rockin' tonite. Hey hey Charly Brown and Peggy Sue little Pete and Sweet
bright I'm gonna dig it out and wear it tonight For a rocker, for a rocker For a rocker, for a rocker Don't have to change, don't have to be sweet Gonna
Little Orphan Annie and sweet sue too They've been coming around Gives 'em somethin' to do Their mamas all warned 'em not to come to town It got into
we were in Disneyland.. - And I was looking at the sky Looking at the stars above Thinking 'bout the days When we were still in love Sweet, sweet, sweet
. At an old saloon on a street of mud, There at a table, dealing stud, Sat the dirty, mangy dog that named me 'Sue'. Well, I knew that snake was my own sweet
these women Languid and bittersweet I'll rise when the sun goes down Cover every game in town A world of my own I'll make it my home sweet home Learnt
My hair is black and red My hair is yellow My eyes are brown and green and blue My name is Jack and Fred My name's Amanda Sue I'm called Kareem
: Somebody get a preacher! Somebody bake a cake! Somebody get some shoes and rice and presents to take! Miss Piggy: Somebody get a sweet negilee! Singing
brew At an old saloon on a street of mud There at a table dealing stud Sat that dirty mangy dog that named me Sue Well I knew that sneak was my own sweet
even Christmas Fine! How do ya do? Look here feller Yer in these yeller Can't get the money? SUE! Muffins missn' Im just kissn' Sweet potato
, ask dem hoes Bitch, Ima beast, ask dem hoes Hoe, Ima dog, ask dem hoes Call me Wezzy F. bitch I'm straight from the street Dope game is sour And the dope is sweet
Im eatin, yous a waiter Pistol on my hip, Tomb Raider Holla at your gualla, sue em' later Young Tune n-gga, typhoon n-gga And if you think your sweet
in honky tonk on the county line I go to lose my sanity Ain't no trouble at all, there's a sign on the wall No guns, no profanity And there's sweet Sue
I want a little sugar in my bowl I want a little sweetness down in my soul I could stand some lovin', oh so bad I feel so funny, I feel so sad I want
on the phone says. "I ain't jokin'" Would yes ever come and play for us out in Hoboken?" So we hop in the van and we drive overnight Goin' to sweet New
blue A Rosanna, Diana, a sweet Caroline I'd even take a Run-Around Sue You know I'd even take a Run-Around Sue Well, I'd even take a Run-Around Sue
you so nice and sweet When I get through with you You'll love me too, not Sue When I get through with you You'll love me too I'm gonna treat you so sweet