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| 2006 Craftsman Home in a Quiet Upscale NeighborhoodThu, 08 Jan 2009 19:44:27 -0800 by TourFactoryhttp://www.tourfacto ry.com/s464321/r_www .youtube.com FOR A 24 HOUR RECORDED AUDIO TOUR CALL: 1.800.779.4232 X 2261 Inspired by the architecture of the great Northwest lodges, this 2006-built craftsman home in a quiet upscale neighborhood offers resort living just minutes from all the sun and fun of Lake Washington. With an open floor plan and an abundance of natural light, the 4 bed/2.5 bath home truly lets you live large. The kitchen is bright and cheery with a cozy breakfast nook and walk-in pantry. Stools placed around the island invite even more guests to linger in your kitchen. A formal dining room and expansive living room with a gas fireplace let you entertain in high style. The upstairs bonus room/loft has room for guests to mingleand would also make an ideal theatre room or excellent workout room. The massive master suite with walk-in closet and 5-pc. bath pampers you with its huge soaking tub. Situated on a prime corner lot with a privacy thats rare in new neighborhoods today, your backyard barbecues will be the envy of your neighbors. Two neighborhood parks (and a climbing wall) are nearby, as are Kenmore shops and restaurants. With 10-minute access to I-405, you are close to where you work, shop and play. Related: tourfactory tour464321 chris sudore kenmore wa 98028 coldwell banker bain associates real estate virtual home tour | |
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| eminem hands on you feat obie triceThu, 08 Jan 2009 19:42:20 -0800 by dreamgirls2009http://mp3.bulletint ime.com - eminem hands on you feat obie trice with lyric * Artist/Band: Eminem * Song Title: Hands On YouVerse 1 -[ Obie Trice]Baby im feeling the feelings you givin', Im feelin your styleN' im willing to let my guard down to figure u outIm picturin your figure in a swimsuit whilinSomewhere in the carribean islandsCuz the vibe you giving me nowFeels like im a innocent childA sinner whose never tempted when other womens aroundHands down this is my vowI never heard a moan sound so profoundwen a niggas diggin u outthe phone ringu cuss them motherfuckers outquit calling the houseif i call u and routits a drout u look outim on edge u put the palm of ur hand on my head and squeezeplease believe i aint scared of commitmentfuck head from them bitcheswen u could do the samebut that respect is givinour intimacy is significantly different[Chorus - Eminem]you gon' ride for methen im gon ride for uif u put ur mouth on meima put my mouth on utogether there aint nothing we cant doany problem we can see it throughbaby if you promise to be truei will never put my hands on ucome on and think about it[Verse 2 - Obie Trice]We aint gotta talk wen we see eachotherWe got it all chummed out wen we see eachother under them coversYou my lover, im your friend, im your man, but im sayinWho needs a label, we roll hand in handvisions of u havin my little manwe joke, u call me george foremancuz im namin him o numba fo', me im threecuss the ol' g like the personality she ses not to beim in the bathroom wen you peeshe in the bathroom too wen a nigga doo-doo, u my boo-bootheres nothing in this world a nigga wouldnt do to satisfydis my bitch that ridemy bitch wit the pistol in the ridea nigga act up, she bustin, she aint got to decide, no discussionshe put a slug in a tough niggas muffin, u fucken wit her husband[Chorus - Eminem]you gon' ride for methen im gon ride for uif u put ur mouth on meima put my mouth on utogether there aint nothing we cant doany problem we can see it throughbaby if you promise to be truei will never put my hands on ucome on and think about it[Verse 3 - Obie Trice]Come and think about itYou got a ring about itNothing could ever come betweenor intervine our bondageDrama, we overcome it if we out numberedi promise itll be us against a hundredrushing to ur side wen u vomit eating pickles and peanutbutter8 months later obie rubbin ur stomachpayin homage to ur momma for raisin a girl properenuf to call o her baby fatheru aint gotta bother bout a deal, i swear i keep it realRaise young o(?) and cook a decent mealits signed and sealed, u the only femalehail, my one and only pal come to get me outta jailpost bail and post up for sale, i sworei swear we will always live welllong as i got my bombshell from the hood to the hillswho gon' stop up, nobody, we's that deal[Chorus - Eminem]you gon' ride for methen im gon ride for uif u put ur mouth on meima put my mouth on utogether there aint nothing we cant doany problem we can see it throughbaby if you promise to be truei will never put my hands on ucome on and think about itif u gon' stand by methen im gon' stand by uif u promise youll be truethen ill never put my hands on ubut dont u play me for no foolcuz if i put my mouth on uafter u put ur mouth on someone elsebetter find someone else newcome on and think about it Related: eminem hands on you feat obie trice | |
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| eminem drug ballad (exclu)Thu, 08 Jan 2009 19:37:36 -0800 by dreamgirls2009http://mp3.bulletint ime.com - eminem drug ballad (exclu) with lyric * Artist/Band: Eminem * Album: Marshall Mathers (2000) * Song Title: Drug Balladgirl: yeah... whoooo...shithmmm, whoaaa, hmm ...Guess what?I ain't coming in yet, i'll come in in a minuteAiyo, this is my love song. It goes like this....Back when Mark Wallburg was marky markThis is how we used to make the party startWe used to...mix hen with bacardi darkand when it... kicks in you can hardly talkand by the... sixth gin you gon probly crawland you'll be... sick then and you'll probly barfand my pre-...diction is that you gon probably falleither somewhere in the lobby or the hallway walland every-... things spinnin your beginning tothink women are swimmin inpink linen again in the sinkthen in a couple of minutes that bottle of guinness is finishedyou are now allowed to officially slap bitchesyou have the right to remain violent and start wildinstart a fight with the same guy that was smart eye'n yaget in the car and start it and start drivinover the island and cause a 42 car pile upEarth calling, pilot to co-pilot, looking for life on thisplanet sir, no sign of itAll i could see is a bunch of smoke flyin andI'm so high that I might die if i go by it.Let me out of this place I'm outta place,I'm in in outter space, I've justvanished without a trace.I'm going to a pretty place now where the flowers grow,I'll be back in an hour or so.Cuz every time I go to try to leave (whoa-o-o)someone keeps pullin on my sleeve (whoa-o-o)I dont wanna but I gotta stay (whoa-o-o)these drugs really gotta hold on me (whoa-o-o)Cuz everytime I try ta tell 'em no (no-o-o)they won't let me ever let 'em go (go-o-o)I'm a sucker all I gotta say (whoa-o-o)these drug's really gotta hold on me (whoa-o-o)In third grade all I used to do, was sniff glue through atube and play rubixcubeSeventeen years later I'm as rude as judeSchemein on the first chick with the hugest boobsI got no game, and every face looks the samethey got no name, so i don't need game to playI just say whatever I want, to whoever I want,whenever i want, wherever I want, however I wantHowever I do show some respect to fewThis ecstacy has got me standin next to youGettin sentimental as fuck, spillin guts to youWe just met, but I think I'm in love with youBut your on it too, so you tell me you love me too,Wake up in the morning like "What the fuck we do?"I gotta go bitch, you know I got stuff to do, Cuz ifI get caught cheatin then I'm stuck with youBut in the long run these drugs are probably gonnacatch up sooner or laterBut fuck it I'm on one, so let's enjoy,let the ex destroy your spinal chord,so it's not a straight line no moreSo we walk around lookin like some wind-up dolls,Shit stickin out of ourbacks like a dinosaur,Shit, six hit's won't even get me high no more,so bye for now, I'm gonna tryto find some moreChorusThat's the sound of a bottle when it's hollowwhen you swallow it all wallow and drown in your sorrowAnd tomorrow your probably gonna wanna do it againWhat's a little spinal fluid between you and a friend, screw itand whats a little bit of alcohol poisoning? and whats a little fight,tomorrow you'll be boys againIt's your life, live it however you wannaMarajuana is everywhere, where was you brought up?It don't matter as long as you get where you're goinCuz none of this shit's gonna mean shit where we're goinThey tell you to stop but you just sit there ignorin,even though you wake upfeelin like shit every mornin.But you're young, you got a lot of drugs to do,girls to screw, parties tocrash, sucks to be youIf I could take it all back now I wouldn't,I woulda did more shit thatpeople said that I shouldntBut I'm all grown up now,and upgraded and graduated to better drugs andupdatedBut I still gotta a lot of growin up to do,I still gotta whole lot ofthrowin up to spewBut when it's all said and donei'll be forty before i know it wit a 40 onthe porch tellin storieswith a bottle of Jack, two grandkids on my lap,babysitting for Hailie, whileHailie's out gettin smashed.Chorus x 2drugs really gotta hold on mereally got a hold on medrugs really gotta hold on methey really got a hold on me Related: eminem drug ballad exclu | |
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