at all.. As common as - a long stretched limousine As common as - a glossy magazine As common as - the places I've been seen As common as - as common as
new hair net Kids were in the back seat jumping up and down Yelling, "Are we there yet?" And all of us were joined together in one common thought As
brittle and too thin" I said, ?You're full of nigger nuts And look like Rin Tin Tin? Is common ground not ever found But flees from dad to son Or is
going on with you and me Is a good thing and it's true And I believe in you Well, I don't believe virginity Is as common as it used to be In working
's tongue (How come?) 'Cause it comes from a cow's dung (Gross) See drugs are bad, it's a common fact But your mom and dad, know that's all that I'm
and I, to a place that you can't see But I believe you can fly I don't mean nobody harm, I'm just partying I'm not your dad, not your mom, not your guardian
hear me. So they don't answer back Listening for the cry to match the cry inside of me Levis & Lee - they're never as blue as me Just came to tell
my certainty what's goin' with you and me is a good thing it's true, I believe in you. I don't believe virginity is as common as it used to be in working
certainty What's goin' on with you and me Is a good thing It's true, I believe in you I don't believe virginity Is as common as it used to be In working
You may as well keep your belly full For the time may come when you'll rely On the layer of fat that separates you From the rabid dog and the common fly
ones that you would've guessed at it Soundtrack was "Black Planet" and "Sex Packets" A long time ago in a hood that is still relatively close as the crow
Thoughts got shifted since the high got a tad too deep Ask dad to keep cool, I'll call him back as soon as I resume normal And get out of this bathroom
children come I'ma be right there prayin' you live to be a million one Finally I understand, hustlin', livin' fast Tryin' to get the cash and settle down and be a dad
I don't want to be a burden, it's not your problem Maybe I should just hang up After all we're years apart and not much in common And we haven't kept
Called my dad to check in and to Maybe find some common sense for more or less He says common sense is such a scam And I'm like, "Dad, what do you mean
in my car tryna bob for apples Sport glocks in flannels with the common vandals Takin hits off homemade bong with handles Its a lawless battle as my toughts
As long as I've got two hard working hands We'll be proud of all our children they'll be proud of mom and dad If you can love a common country man [ steel
hair A kind of neat and petite little tin-type of her mother What a pair My little girl, pink and white as peaches and cream is she My little girl is half again as bright as
