Lyrics:
used to come by strapped
Nice off a L cause we stayed like that
Sometimes I used to miss my moms
Gunshots in the twilight, people fightin' every night
Hotties play games
Like when you got with your fame
They sit back
Act like they don't even know your name
Playing it smooth until the very last minute
100 million no fit fit for jeans, I better go get Louis V
Bag with another bag, who say we no win, abobby na lie
Where you dey, when this shit dey
bitch you stayed at my crib (yeah, yeah)
I loved you with all my heart (my heart)
Now I don't like to brag when it comes to me
But I've given back
kiss every night is new
it`s more than just the roses and the walks on moonlit sand
I can tell by the way you hold me you understand
You`re the last
Last night, last night
Yeah
I wish we could take it all back
Pack your bags, you know where I'm at
Oh, yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Last night, last
M aybe someday you'll come
To the village I'm from
Right by the bay of beautiful Napoli
Where each Saturday night
As the vino takes flight
We sing
A lil' mo' doe, listen to the switches go (and see if we can come back down a lil' better)
Zoop, zoop
Zoop-zoop-zoop
Zoop, zoop (you tell me)
favorite dame
Had that whip appeal
Cuz' you stayed in ya lane
And rocked steady til I readied
To give you my last name
Before you I was tapped out
One too
're sorry, well I'm sorry too
Some people will offer you their hand and some won't
Last night I knew you, tonight I don't
I need something strong
to drop? There's no way to prepare ya
She said "Rev you're too smooth like some aloe vera"
I said "baby I'm just in my Emerald Era"
Let's go
Fall down, get
when you got with your fame
They sit back
Act like they don't even know your name
Playing it smooth
Until the very last minute
Drive up in a Benzo
Always stayed down stayed true to myself
I can do it on my own I don't need the fucking help
You never cared from the beginning
I can't believe you
hurts to admit/say we were wrong,
But it's worse to know that you loved me,
And I almost let you go,
Now we're back to back where we started,
Cause we
of jack-knife eyes.
Stop talking 'bout the years - you sound like Louis Burdett
And we roll on to my back shed,
Play some poker, scratch my head
Look at the sky
(The dressing came on the side)
"Girls love being with other
Girls, and when you go back
To us being younger
We would have slumber parties and we'd
Be
helped
Wish I picked up the phone
I was chasing one more high as your spirit returned home
Just wish I could see your face
Show you where you could have
bout that last time I checked I stayed up on my A game, working for a pay day. Grinding day and night sacrificing on the daily. I deserve this sh*t last
Could go and get a job but
Is rather stay in stack
Funny some niggs working they ain't
Never pay it back
I haha get down dirty going
Touch em up my
That you wanted to get up out the hood though
All my hard work, it done paid off (oh)
Shawty stayed down since day one (one)
Gotta keep her by my side
pick it up, then just tell me where and when
We'll go back to the start again
If you can hear me, does it really have to end?
I feel you close,
what?"
"A million and a half or he won't be back"
"So meet me by the Brooklyn Bridge, 12:00 sharp"
"If not, at the funeral, you gotta play the harp"
Yo,
successful musically
Why you don't go back to that?
He don't believe me his mother tried to
Suck dick through an Apple jack
Now if you so successful musically
Canseco
'fore they steal raw cream that I keep up in my Saints coat
I put the Cali on the map my nigga
And I'll never kiss radio or TV ass, I'll go back
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