Lyrics:
I can't wait
For you to see how much I changed
No excuses
It was my fault
I'm the only one to blame
But I'm different now
Won't you believe me
Yeah, yeah, yeah
[Chorus - 2X]
Either you love me or love me not I'ma be me
I'm known for making promises that I can't keep
And baby the streets
legal tenders.
(Surrender!) Nah, I'm goin' out with a bang, nigga.
Fuck Pataki, I gotta do my thang, nigga.
Forty-four mag, bustin' into action.
Hey, well I'm the friendly stranger in the black sedan
Oh won't you hop inside my car
I got pictures, got candy, I am a lovable man
I'd like
Yea yea ; she so sexy
Ooh yea yea yea ; she's so sexy
Sexy, sexy, she's so sexy ooh
I think I'm in love with you ( extra ordinary )
[sexy]
Just me and you,
With the world in our hands,
With the world in our hands.
(So say what you want)
I'm really not who you think I am,
I keep the ones
and fortune, but lemme tell u what I need
(I need You) When everything is going wrong (I need You)
When I'm down to my last dime (I need You)
When my back's
Ayo, you ready? Yeah, I'm ready right, the fast life
Getting twisted almost every night, my mind is deeper
Than the voice featured on Barry White,
Ya know this is So So Daz
I'm tired of niggaz talkin' shit like, "Daz this, Daz that"
Daz' Dat Nigga so you niggaz better back back
Or get
Ayee, you already know DJ Unk be runnin' this
I'm a walkin' disco ball and I'm known to blind a chick
Second season, this is it, bigger, record
yo
Yeah yeah, yo
I'm still smashin' it
So compassionate
House of Commons want me on the cabinet
The graduate who got the phattest shit
never shed a tear
Cause they don't love a nigga here
[Z-Ro]
American me, could it be my own
War is out to murder me
I'm ready to kill, and I'm ready
to talk about it then it isn't love
And I guess I'm going to have to live with that
But, I'm sure there's something in a shade of grey or something in
I'm bombing bastards
Forever after us
Carrying an equation
It's like I'm Asian
You heard fantastic
We cross the Atlantic
They say I'm not
"I'm 65, I'm not retirin'"
I don't care about your tippy tappy typist
The happy hippies tryin' ta say that you're the hypest
Yeah you can spell
Well I'm goin' down this road feelin' bad
Yes I'm goin' down this road feelin' bad
I'm goin' down this road feelin' bad
Ain't gonna be treated this
Yeah, I'm in the dark on these niggas...
Okay
[Verse 1]
Maybe they don't know I'ma, O.E
You just a king cobra straight
No via satellite, it'd take
Ọlọrun mi
Talo dabi Rẹ Ọlọrun mi
From the bottom of my heart
Lord I thank You Lord I'm grateful
For all You've done for me
Lord I thank You Lord I'm
I'm feeling so emotional
Though I'm hurting I just can't let go
I see you coming
And I just lose control
It's never enough for me
But this is
I'm with the gang right now (right now)
No, I can't hang right now (right now)
No way lil shawty, a little late right now right now
The AP plain
Something isn't right
I feel it in my bones
Every time I look around it follows me home
I think I'm paranoid
Something isn't right
I feel it
You are watching a master at work
Somehow, someway I gotta get to my gun and let it spray
And I'm beefing with some niggas and I know they ain't
stare at your tears, how they
I, I, I lied, now I'm lying awake
I, I, I cried 'til my body ache
I, I, I lied, now I'm lying awake
I, I, I cried 'til
and passwords
That light up my screen but afterwords I'm right back in the dark
I don't know how I'm more scared of
Who I was or who I have become
Oh God,
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