Lyrics:
women who are fun .
Minus all the talking
Hear me adding up the sum .
I'm the rookie of the month
I'm the rookie of the month
I...I'm the rookie
It's been four months I haven't smoked
Four months I haven't drunk.
It's been four months I haven't let the poison fill me up inside.
Four months
minutes seems like
Three whole month
Three good month
I don't wanna go more
Go no more
Three whole month
Three good month
I don't wanna go no more
Go no
What would I not do in a month of Sundays?
Hey
I wouldn't stop you in a month of Sundays
Hey
Now do you see me in this month of Sundays?
Hey
You wouldn't
day
But don't give in to their pleads
Don't think about what they need
Because we all here for you if you need someday
And it's been a hard day's month
Last three months that I've got
It's lovely but still don't give a fuck
Last three months that I've got
Every Friday getting fucked up
Last three
songs
Yeah
Yeah
Living in the sky with a cell phone
Living in my head only three months
Maybe four
Maybe four
Maybe four
Living in a dream when i sing
Month one and two
Such a happy time with you
Excitement and delight
In each other's eyes
Month three and four
The cracks began to show
Still we
Clueless
Month's Later I still haven't got any clue's
Clueless
No whereabouts no whereabouts what can I do
Clueless
Rough days & rough nights
I made
I have got things to even out
But you’ve been gone for months and now
I can try to say
What you need is what you see.
I have got things to even
the memory
Try as I might (Hey, Hey)
Thought it would’ve fade
Still burning bright
From two month ago (Yeah)
Magic Magic
We were there
We were strong (Two
don't care so I
So I take two more and drive
I don't wanna try, every single time
But I've been faded for 2 months and I
Lit two more blunts
I been
inside of you
Kept inside of you
Please conceive of me
So there is nothing you can do
Wait nine months later I can see it all through all
Is left in black
recall
All the lows, all the highs
The hellos and goodbyes
Filling up my heart with yesterdays
And here we are again
Day 25...month 12
Day 25...month 12
for a day, Not just for a week but for a month ya dig. Bow, Turn up!
Chorus (Dub Bulloh):
I Bet cha yee'nt know it was my birthday I'm showin' out
taught me so much,
Thank you have a good day. Ms.K you do know I am here to stay?
Wait- What - ok, just for black history month and then you can go home
Only two months left
Gotta go fast gotta be my best
Only two months left
Gotta go fast gotta go confess
Only two months left
"Say I love you"
years since I kept my feet on the ground
Cause when I dream of leaving this place
This little town that keeps all my wishes away
Months and months go
just the way things are to be (yea)
Thank U mama for the nine months u carried me through
All those pain and sufferin'
No one knows the pressure
Nine months ago today
You ended our love
Breaking my heart in two
Telling me a lot of lies right before you broke me
Making me wonder was our love
lost my love in the month of May (yeah)
I don't hear what the people say, I know
I know I'm going real cray
Ask me how I feel today
I lost my love in
the money
I feel like every month is February
Pockets looking like a vegatairian
Pockets looking like a vegatairian
So in love with the money
I feel like
an only son
A day, a week, a month, a year
A day, a week, a month, a year
Every second brings me here
A day, a week, a month, a year
A day, a week,
You niggas want word play but I'm 'bout bird play
First of the month, yeah we call that bird day
Just look at 'em fly, just look at 'em fly
You
Discuss these MONTH Lyrics with the community:
Report Comment
We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.
If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly.
Attachment
You need to be logged in to favorite.
Log In