Lyrics:
me so don't try to copy my format
Like liquid drano but it's acid rap
I'm a soloist so no one has to pass it back
You wanna get rid of me, I'm
shit
But, um, I'm just a nigga that be kickin the real shit
And I don't believe in shit I don't see
So don't ask me bout G-O-D cause my religion is
My little fun machine
Your keys and your beats
And your sound
I love you so, so, so
And we both knew that our hearts
Would beat again, too
I'm so glad that you decided to come
Go ahead make yourself comfortable darlin'
I've got a proposition for you
There's a room available inside
So, oh-oh-oh, oh he's bustin' loose, woh-oh-oh, he's bustin' loose
He's got a matchbox of pot hidden in a secret spot
Which they'll smoke in the old
Whoo….
Don't rush it, no no
If you need it, we can achieve
So let's push it
And it can be all yours
If you need it, we can achieve
So let's push it
wro-ong
Even so-o-oh, even so-o-oh
Do you hear me baby-why, I am reachin' for your sou-oul
Do you hear me dreami-in', do you hear voices call
This is
Sweet music soft and mellow
Soothing and slow
Strains of a mellow 'cello
When lights are low
Dear, we're so close together I love you so
Why think
here beside me,
Here beside me
So you could give me wings to fly
And catch me if I fall
Or pull the stars down from the sky
So I could wish
with your eyes so blue
Denise, Denise, I got a crush on you
Denise, Denise, I'm so in love with you
Oh when we walk, it seems like paradise
playing by your rules
We'll never play the fool
So, no, you cannot take
What's inside of me
All about the sound from way out
He's got the scars just
deep in a Suburban
Pull up close to the curb, get up close so I can serve him
Ain't no mercy or grace
Put him in his place
Make every bullet count so put
I'm driving to your house
My thoughts are turned up way too loud
There's so much I wanna say
But I'm not feeling very proud
I wish this night were
Mi muoverò
Toccando quello che non ho
Sorriderò
Piangendo forse un po'
Ma faccio da me
I me'mbriaco pe nun ve vede'
Ma so che sbaglierò
Me
frozen
Tags in teams rollin and casket doors closin
[ CHORUS ]
[ Young Prod ]
West coast niggas don't give a fuck
So when you hear that milimeter bust, it
non-dimensional and it's all the same
Oh no go sing to your sink
I need ice water cause you're so hot to me
So full of self but you're so empty
You got me
Hear that whistle, it's ten o'clock.
Don't let go, Don't let go.
Come on, baby, it's time to rock,
Don't let go, Don't let go.
I'm so happy I got you
smokin' some dope
The bitch that I'm wit is so flexible
From Mexico, man I like this ho
The homey little Tony told me a long time ago
"Hey Dogg sit
I saw a reflection of a shadow
Of a woman I once loved
There stood my faith, my own
Reflection, bitterness more often than love
So I bought a gun,
Let me breathe
Let me breathe
I can't even think right now
Something's got me feeling guilty
Hurt you slowly but so surely
I don't know why,
hear
Won't you stand beside me darling?
So I don't have to feel so alone
Hold me tight all through the night
When that old winter wind begins to blow
would say I shoulda never came closer
But I ain't never had the taste for the phrase not supposed ta
So I chose imagine that
Put a plan into play to make
quer me enlouquecer
Machuca esse teu nego
Eu não vou pedir arrego
Não vou fraquejar
Você fazendo jogo duro
Só penso no teu sussurro
Dentro de um
the shower from the bathroom door
Sounded like Melvin Moore but he couldn't be sure
She had a sexy ass voice but she was so off-key
Couldn't 'member how she
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