call girl

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MOLA1 of The Definition rapping over "You Be Killin Em" by Fabolous Lyrics: There's a fire on the roof, why we lying on the truth? These people are dying, jumping out and flying to their doom. Man on fire in the booth, conspiring with proof This bitch is crazy, the kiss of death, expire with a smooch. She had her hair pulled back, drippin in all black lacquered up golf hat She got it, she's all that, your jaw'd fall flat, Not exactly a call girl, she'll never call back Walked through the back of the bar, kissed a dozen cats, Hussle back and find 8 heads up in a duffel bag She fuckin laughs, drags slow burning love Choked a man in the back of the club with no gloves Dusts her shoulders off, all in a days work Heads home walks up the stairs, waives at her neighbors Layin face first eyes open wide, never sleeps On her side she just creeps til it's time She decides upon the next hit got the memo Copped a limo, smoke flyin out the window It's so simple - you can't resist her breath You've been touched by an angel, call her the kiss of death There's a fire on the roof, why we lying on the truth? These people are dying, jumping out and flying to their doom. Man on fire in the booth, conspiring with proof This bitch is crazy, the kiss of death, expire with a smooch. She got a man on the side, Women on the side too and she is on the slide She never told anybody bout nobody in your life though She's tearin up your body and your wife knows On the creep how we sneak out of bed, Walk outside to have a peek at her legs I pull her close with my lips and a touch And her face lights up when I kiss up on her butt And I know her capabilities and really I've Aspired retirement, my desire isn't listening Lips glistening...she started killing me softly While I'm kissing her, uh...look what she did to me (Cough) - She's choking at my throat, stroking till I croak the choking is provoked until It's broke Check off on the death list, a death wish - - - - - Blow out the candles, she'll leave you breathless There's a fire on the roof, why we lying on the truth? These people are dying, jumping out and flying to their doom. Man on fire in the booth, conspiring with proof This bitch is crazy, the kiss of death, expire with a smooch.