Sparkle - Mr. Midnight Mix

Lyrics for Sparkle - Mr. Midnight Mix

We made the lyrics Nigga gon' tell me how I did it Lower, lower, lower, lower Got the bubbly Pourin through me Got the bubbly Pourin through me (sparkly) Bubbly pourin through me Got the bubbly Pourin through me (sparkly) (Sonny Cheeba) Diamond runnin, strangers in paradise Over flash, sugar cane alley cats Lo in parade With the black spades courvoisier, spillin on the rocks Intoxicating the satin dogs with his private bands (Geechie Suede) And it don't stop to the midnight, this glass got me right Only live lo light don't drown in the mo dawn On to the disco, sisco got me laced Scorch a half a quart then E&J get chased Bronx vigilantes call us big willas Diamond crook avengers, sheeba doll stealers (Sonny Cheeba) Give me sunshine dada, have twenty one convictions solute For the africaaner, midnight express how we do Hold my razors buku, jiggas and figas of coolie faceded Shadow boxers, under cover faggot lovers Dig my satin struthers, coolie high waiver on the sky Fro and the fly, car wash bubble out In a grand stand land, gold day e'yday Sip the slick and the 'stoute, stick ya self, stick ya self Bye-bye (Geechie Suede) Every district bring the mischief, sing the sweet back Blaze the schama, drop the vac, push the seat back Diamante catch reflect off the chrome rim Private stock drenched me, I can't stop from bubblin' (bubblin') Ally cat anthem (anthem), always bless the instru' (instru') Jungle brown see smoke complete the Lo official (sparkly) () twice (Geechie Suede) Welcome to shadowin heaven, it's the seven layers of pleasure My genuine draft with the Loer acurate measures Precision on beats if your camp is wanted where ever I'm bring in the vein, clappin rhythmes to stormy weather (Sonny Cheeba) Bro', kissin in quiet fire, higher will get us lower Staufer, she coffe diggin, riggin' in shattered lifers We only jive talkin, razor keep cotton squawkin Blazin the loose cannons on top of white diamonds sands Street corner symphonies spillin, prisons are lower twistin Brown Hornet keepin it nappy, keep us on, keepin on (Geechie Suede)? shades to black gleamin of the roof of the Ac Don't know how to act, wildin' with the non-chalant pack Slappin the theives with the unbelieves that it be Shakin your block with the six million dollar bop Just stop the bloodclot tears, for years we air-tight (tight) On another flight until the farenheit Harlem night (Harlem night) I'm shakin your thoughts keepin the Lo blaze sharp for life It's a jungle masquerade and we forever stone trife (Sonny Cheeba) That chick out the car commin from the island of ice No contact with sheist bubblin with Mr. Midnight And talkin in jive floatations with cases of slick And shovelin herb hip tone from black belt jones The ebony junction'll be the function, yo dig it Time to shake a leg, get up in your wig suga (sparkly) () twice Loer Pourin through me It's the Loer Geechie Suede It's the Loer Sparkly It's the Loer With the Cheeba (get the drizzy on) How we do it (get the drizzy on, get the drizzy on, it's the Loer) Sparkly (ca-varsie, cavarsie) Alright, alright Yeah, get your drizzy on How we flow, T Get your drizzy on Fled to tri-state Get the drizzy on Sparkly Yeah, get the drizzy on, get the drizzy on, get the drizzy on