Lyrics:
(DY Krazy)
The money get stuck together (stuck)
My bitch, she bad as ever (she bad)
My niggas, they rich forever (they rich)
Better go get your
the way I play it, call up Rich Paul
Never fold and never forget the code, you better stand tall
I done put them bags from Gresham Road to West End Mall
Girl, ah di wrong man a cheatin'
You ah preach, better you go check a deacon yeah
Woyoi
The situation you can't help
Nothing weh you do it
dancing (six maids a milking)
Six ladies dancing (five)
Better not shout, you better not cry,
You better not in a pear tree
On the ninth, no!
and wrong
The better days deceived us
And we let ourselves believe it all
And God just bites His tongue
(God just bites His tongue)
We chase
will make you feel so incomplete
Grew up to better than me, go farther than I can go
See farther than I can see
When my days draw to a close, breathe
and my baby makin' out in the barn
We ain't got much of nothin' but we sure is proud
Y'all better listen up you heard it straight from my mouth
I'm from
I hope my body gets better
Do I mean my body or my mind?
Hate the word "forever"
Hate the word "change", I just need time
Give me time
Space
heart in my hand
Taking it back, eyes straight ahead
Cut it in half, better than dead
Human heart in my hand
Heart in my, human heart in my hand
thing you know
I looked down and then I had this song
And it goes
Jesus saves and beer's better cold
A good woman's made to love not just to hold
the situation that you're in, girl
Now, I can't hold this back forever, knowing you'll
Be better off if you just tell him goodbye
Now I ain't tryna get no
a nigga clock
Everybody gettin' rocked when we hop out
Pussy better not cry now
Nigga where we from it's the code that we live or we die by
Grrrrrat,
I put a spell on you
'Cause you're mine
You better stop the things you do
I ain't lyin'
No I ain't lyin'
You know I can't stand it
You're
wild women and whiskey
Yeah the party situation
Not a better combination you'll find
Wild women and whiskey
Oh order up a double
Dance and drink your
thing you know
I looked down and then I had this song
And it goes
Jesus saves and beer's better cold
A good woman's made to love not just to hold
Born on a highway
On a freeway ride
Eagles come riding in the morning light
You better run and hide
Find the one you love
Eagles fly in
a little dream of mine, a little nightmare of yours
To be asked to take this plunge, to forgive and forget
And be the better man, to be a better man,
You better stand right there
Get a clue and be aware
You're just an inch or so from your immortality
Don't you get the meaning
You might still be
I turn my back and go for
All the better things in order
Well, maybe you think your lie is safe
But I read you like a letter, yeah, like a letter
with me
For tonight you better stay with me
Stay with me
Stay with me
For tonight you better stay with me
So in the morning
Please don't say
comin' a day the sun will always shine
He's gonna wipe away every tear from your eyes.
Hold on, my brother
Things are gonna get better
You're gonna
that Kiss I rocked out
All day and partied every night
We still argue about who's better
Elton John or Billy Joel
We still wonder if Kurt really
what you like but you better uncork
Uncork what you can't contain
Do what you like but you better uncork
Uncork what you can't contain
Cause
to take my call
'Cause you were better than whatever came before
Before you ran out and left me on the 100th floor
Get out, and go and find everyone
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