Lyrics:
Tell me, tell me, tell me what you're going through
I may not live near but you should know that I'd stand by you
On the path back to the light
Call
the company you keep
Didn't know I would find something so deep
So call it what you want
Call it what you want
Call it what you want
Call it what you want
I've
have company in my zone
ii feel alone
But working on my company alone
ii feel company on my own
My trates are my beasties
Migrates me from less cheese
need any help?)
I can handle this job all by myself
Well, I love my baby, she's a little lovin' hugger
Cute as a button and sweet as sugar
I'm
him well, get him high, he might fuck around and die
I guess you know by now who's number one
Brooklyn, Brooklyn that's where I'm from
(Number one)
here with me
I've got the Midas touch
Everything I touch turns to gold, oh, sugar
I've got the Midas touch
Baby, let me touch your body and your
of life's a drag
And that you must go other places
But just don't you feel too bad
When you get fooled by smiling faces but
Don't you worry 'bout
of life's a drag
And that you must go other places
But just don't you feel too bad
When you get fooled by smiling faces but
Don't you worry 'bout
of life's a drag
And that you must go other places
But just don't you feel too bad
When you get fooled by smiling faces but
Don't you worry 'bout
a coal man all my life
Layin' down track in the hole,
Got a back like an ironwood bent by the wind
Blood veins blue as the coal.
Somebody said
To drive, just drive.
Can you keep a secret baby, if you can't, just lie,
Yeah, I want to scream, when I have this dream, that my whole life passed me by
uncle’s company now I tow cars
(now I tow cars)
He made his first half a mil with Fred Tokars
(with Fred Tokars)
Black power, Black power, white powder
company
I'm hopin' that you'll come back to me
What 'ya gonna do when the well runs dry?
You're gonna run away and hide
I'm gonna run right by your
of sugar and candy, oh yeah
We arrived there by way of the highway
After night drives with trinklets and tirades
To a town bound with old guards and dry
Makaveli (Makaveli)
These niggas sweeter than some vermicelli
You are Mr brown sugar I am Belly
Bringing back the pelle pelle
You are Hannah Montana you
depends upon the company you keep
Compositions sugar-coated with messages puddle deep
Emotions bought and sold and the going rate is cheap
Gimme gimme
want sugar I go rokun ni
I go kiboroki giri, I go keep your company
Eja lo wa ninu sardine, ko ye ko ma so fun mi
No you want me to give you ratata
(come on by)
Pretty please, with sugar on it, that's how I like it, uh
I can't even believe it with you
It's like having every dream I ever wanted
Russia's greatest love machine
And so they shot him 'til he was dead
Brown girl in the ring
Tra la la la la
She looks like a sugar in a plum (plum,
knock, it's knocking at your door)
Love pouring out like the snow from the sky
Snuggled up together sitting by the fire
Oh, it's magical, it's my
raised by the streets
And then the only other one that ever showed me love
Was my dope fiend uncle strung out on drugs
A straight thug, just me, my mama
The DOC- Hey yo Dre (yeah, what's happening?)
Have you ever met this female by
The name of ah Tairrie B?
Dr dre- yeah, yeah, I met her
The DOC-
I'll admit that I knew you weren't the one, no
But I cried myself to sleep
Now I'm spendin' all my money on ethical drugs lately
Sugar, caffeine,
people up!! cause we've all been put to sleep by this monotonous lullaby. yeah we've all been fooled by those sugar coated lies. "when we're little kids
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