“Alternative” Lyrics 449

Topic: Donald J. Trump; Republicans; Republican Party; Vladimir Putin; Russia; Volodymyr Zelenskiy; Ukraine; Scott Morrison; Australia; Xi Jinping; China
Auxiliary Topic: Donald J. Trump; Donald J. Trump’s Wives; Mistresses; Porn Stars; Rape Victims
“Every Morning” by Sugar Ray

Every morning there’s a halo hangin
From the corner of my girlfriend’s four post bed
I know it’s not mine but I’ll see if I can use it for
The weekend or a one-night stand

Couldn’t understand
How to work it out
Once again as predicted left my broken heart open
And you ripped it out

Something’s got me reeling
Stopped me from believing
Turn me around again
Said that we can do it
Why’know I want to do it again

(Sugar ray say)
Oh
(Every morning)
Oh
(Every morning when I wake up)
(Shut the door baby, don’t say a word)
Oh
(She always rights wrongs, she always rights)
(Shut the door baby, shut the door baby)

Every morning there’s a heartache hanging
From the corner of my girlfriend’s four-post bed
I know it’s not mine and I know she thinks she loves me
But I never can believe what she said

Something so deceiving
When you stop believing
Turn me around again
Said we couldn’t do it
Ya know I want to do it again

Oh
(Every morning)
Oh
(Every morning when I wake up)
(Shut the door baby, don’t say a word)
Oh
(Every morning)
Oh
(Every morning when I wake up)
(Shut the door baby, shut the door baby)

She always rights the wrongs
For me
Baby
She always rights the wrongs
For me

Every morning there’s a halo hanging
From the corner of my girlfriends four-post bed
I know it’s not mine but I’ll see if I can use it for
The weekend or a one-night stand
(Shut the door baby, don’t say a word)

Every morning
Every morning when I wake up
(Shut the door baby, shut the door ray)
Every morning
Every morning (turn me around again)
(Shut the door baby, don’t say a word)
Every morning
Every morning

“Alternative” Lyrics 124

Topic: Donald J. Trump; Republicans; Republican Party; Donald J. Trump’s Administration; 1%
“Make It Rain” by Fat Joe feat. Lil Wayne [Explicit]

Ooooooowwwwwwww!

(Ha ha ha, yeah)
Scotty (Yeah)
Let’s make it rain on these niggas (Joey Crack)

Yeah, I’m in the business of terror
Got a hand full of stacks better grab an umbrella
I make it rain, I make it rain (Oh)
I’m in this bitch with the Terror

Got a handful of stacks better grab an umbrella
I make it rain, I make it rain (Oh)
Make it rain on them hoes
I make it rain, I make it rain (Oh)

I make it rain on them hoes
I make it rain, I make it rain (Oh)
I make it rain on them hoes
I make it rain, I make it rain (Oh)

I make it rain on them hoes

Cr-cr-crack-crack-crack-crack-crack
You hear that echo, man

I seen the best go, cause he ain’t had that metal
I’m a hustler’s hustler
A pusher’s pusher
You a buster a customer

I get you some cook up
Yeah Crack is a chemist
I pack an eleven
I’m mackin’ the seven

I’ll clap at your residence
I see you in N-Y, I’ll send you an invite
You gon’ need you a pass, that’s the code that we live by
Yeah, I’m in the business of terror

Got a hand full of stacks better grab an umbrella
I make it rain, I make it rain (Oh)
I’m in this bitch with the Terror
Got a handful of stacks better grab an umbrella

I make it rain, I make it rain (Oh)
Make it rain on them hoes
I make it rain, I make it rain (Oh)
I make it rain on them hoes

I make it rain, I make it rain (Oh)
I make it rain on them hoes
I make it rain, I make it rain (Oh)
I make it rain on them hoes

Ooooooowwwwwwww!
Clap, clap, clap
Gotta make that ass clap
Gotta make that ass clap

Clap, clap, clap, clap (Yeah)
Gotta make that ass clap (Yeah)
Gotta make that ass clap
Now why’s everybody so mad at the South for
Change your style up, switch to southpaw
Jada I was listenin’ listenin’
So I made him an anthem to make some dividends
Lil’ mama try to hit me with the Shoulder Lean
This Cut-Co-Crack and I control the team
Couple bricks stacked on that triple beam
My dirty bro sippin’ that promethazine
That gonja green
That Cali Weed
A nigga lose his life try roll on me
Now yup, yup we get it
No if ands about it
And the rain keep fallin’ even when it’s droughted
Yeah, I’m in the business of terror
Got a hand full of stacks better grab an umbrella
I make it rain, I make it rain (Oh)
I’m in this bitch with the Terror
Got a handful of stacks better grab an umbrella
I make it rain, I make it rain (Oh)
Make it rain on them hoes
I make it rain, I make it rain (Oh)
I make it rain on them hoes
I make it rain, I make it rain (Oh)
I make it rain on them hoes
I make it rain, I make it rain (Oh)
I make it rain on them hoes
Mami’s body’s bangin’ she got it man she does it all
She gets it poppin’ with no hands
I make it pour
I make it rain on ’em,
I’m layin’ game to ’em
I got some misses to tattoo my name on ’em
Gotta get that baby love
Gotta get my paper up
Gotta six strap case, just in case guys hate Crack and wanna rain on us
And you know what it is yeah it’s them powder kids
And we know how to biz and we don’t give a shit
Yeah, I’m in the business of terror
Got a hand full of stacks better grab an umbrella
I make it rain, I make it rain (Oh)
I’m in this bitch with the Terror
Got a handful of stacks better grab an umbrella
I make it rain, I make it rain (Oh)
Make it rain on them hoes
I make it rain, I make it rain (Oh)
I make it rain on them hoes
I make it rain, I make it rain (Oh)
I make it rain on them hoes
I make it rain, I make it rain (Oh)
I make it rain on them hoes
Owwww!
Calca?
TS BX niggas
Khaled!
Scott Storch, my nigga
Tony Sunshine, I see you nigga
Ahha

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