Lyrics:
seat, uh
A lot on my mind, I don't wanna think
She come and relax me, huh
Divin' out the water, breaststroke
Tell me your thoughts, peep show
Now
sometimes, no
It don't take a lot when you, if you count up what you got
If you got love, you're living the good life
Living the good life
Well just
don't want a lot for Christmas
There's just one thing I need
I don't care about presents
Underneath the Christmas tree
I just want you for my own
hasn't done a lot for you
And every time he held you close
Yeah, were you thinking of me
When I needed you the most
Well I hope that you're happy
and only, you can't clone me
Got a lot of haters and a lot of homies, some friends and some phony
Back then hoes didn't want me, now I'm hot hoes all on me
a hell of a lot more pride than you can hide behind a gun
So remember when you're out there and the law against you
That you could've been a hell
to melt away the snow
Well, it takes two hearts a-cookin' to make a fire grow
Ooh baby, you've got what it takes, yeah
You know it takes a lot
I could tell she had been through lots of struggle and strife
But yet in still she'd been with me over half of my life
Born key Jeff Taylor took me
Standing in the Alpha Beta parking lot
Watching the sun set
I'll never forget
Watching all the reds and oranges slip away
Letting go of yet
to ya
Yo I'm in a position to help a lot of people
And I love it, but people that claim that they love me
Want to take advantage of it
I duck 'em, I
a difference if we make it or not
We've got each other and that's a lot for love
We'll give it a shot"
Whoa, we're half way there
Whoa oh, livin'
from lots of places
After school they meet to play
And sing with happy faces
Barney shows us lots of things
Like how to play pretend
ABC's,
you a lot, but you've got to be true to your code
So, make it one for my baby and one more for the road
You'd never know it but buddy, I'm a kind
down a lot
When you come around the block, brothas clown a lot
But please don't cry, dry your eyes, never let up
Forgive but don't forget, girl, keep
a big fat pack upon his back
And lots of goodies for you and for me
So leave a peppermint stick for old St. Nick
Hanging on the Christmas tree
It's
I think about them
Can't hear it coming down the hallway stairs from the parking lot
It's too loud
Three's not a crowd all up in it
Slow fire
Feeling so bad
Can't you make the music easy and sad
I could tell you a lot
But you've gotta be true to your code
Just make it one for my baby and one
around the world like wars and crime
Hustling from the grind to go get what's mine
I'm travelling on the people breathe a lot of sun
On the I will see
(holla, child, you better get over here)
(So So Def)
I don't want a lot for Christmas (uh, uh)
There is just one thing I need (ha, ha, ha)
(And I)
dread it
'Cause I know just what I'm gonna do
I gotta get drunk I can't stay sober
There's a lot of good people in town
Who'd like to hear me
I'm talkin' sleep
Your plum'er goofed
So face the fact
Why' gotta use
A lot o'tact
Your plumber really gotta' straighten
Up his act
Next time
me good with the create gun
Shoot the people and lots of fun
Everybody we created
Havin' lots of fun
Let's move the party over to star one
Milwaukee
Lynchburg and Bordeaux, France
Been making the bars lots of big money
And helping white people dance
I got you in trouble in high school
But
we're singin' about?)
(For the love of Jesus, let's do it)
Sweet love
I need a whole lot of love, sugar
I need a whole lot of sweet love
It's
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