Lyrics:
she'd only let me in
But she's gone with the wind
Well, she dreams of white plantations
With ballrooms just for dancing
From a time when romance
She don't know money so she callin' you rich
You ain't got game so you fall for the shit
Spend it all in this bitch 'til it's gone and she split
Now
I knew it was a dream, true
Because when I looked down in there
It's only a dream
I knew it was a dream
A dream
I knew it true, a dream
because when
aunty meanwhile got a job, she now worked with the Canadian embassy in India.
Just after Shaine’s sixth birthday she was taken to the Philippines by her
whizzing by, and he starts to cry
A hundred feet below that maze of cable in the clouds
Betty Jean's been gone for days, she didn't take her pills
And now
on the wall
But she wants to be sure
Cause you know sometimes words have two meanings
In a tree by the brook
There’s a song bird who sings
Sometimes all of our
only you did not think me to be a person who has weakness of mind because of old age
They said, By Allah
You are still in your old confusion
Then when
Laying in her arms, legs wrapped around my waist
I'm just afraid to close my eyes when were laying face to face
Because what if she's just a dream, gone
at the oars
G#7 C#m
Or staring from the rail
E -A B7
And the sea bids farewell
G#m
She waves in swells
stayed toe to toe with her vocal gymnastics. She's shocked. And she asks someone, Go get Rob. Rob walks in and she says, check this girl out and we start
backwards
We impressed by the fame in this era
My girl a queen, she don't need a tiara
She don't need an umbrella either
Just give her the reign we don't need
impressed by
The fame in this era
Shit, my girl a queen, she don't need a tiara
We don't need an umbrella either
Just give us the rain we don't need help
They
knees like she's praying or something.
Ain't in the door, rushing gatecrashing the floor
It's nothing but oars and their mates and they may take it all
me by
(Nevertheless, I'll say it again)
She keeps on pass-
When I dream of fairytales I think of me and Shelly
See she's my type of hype and I
me by
(Nevertheless, I'll say it again)
She keeps on pass-
When I dream of fairytales I think of me and Shelly
See she's my type of hype and I
for a pair of oars
But they are too large for her hands to grip
And her vessel now is filling up with water
Clinging to the only thing she ever knew
multiply that by two in a week, she for the streets
She selling pussy for a bag nigga beat after beat
She a real carnivore, eating meat after meat
It's only
at the oars
G#7 C#m
Or staring from the rail
E -A B7
And the sea bids farewell
G#m
She waves in swells
anyway
But let’s just say that in some
Way in helped give her exposure she
Was able to go on
And become a successful, and fly
And run, and dream
to myself
Bad biddie in my room giving hotel service, she give me that help
Pull out of the red light, blink and I'm gone, no time to say "farewell"
Things
At least this rain is washing me instead of causing burns
But still I'm feeling down and out there's nothing left to give
It's only by the grace of God I
saint-like in pure white, he's
Photographed as he walks not only by us
But by everyone else who
Happens to be at the beach
Today young teenagers with iPhones
savage
Pedal to the metal yea I'm dope and she's an addict (She gone)
Turn ya crew to veggies; like my neck and wrist in carats
Boss Dawg Sh*t; all that
she's only in my dreams
I need to get her back (get her back, get her back, eh)
It's too much for me, she turned her back on me, she's gone, so gone
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