Lyrics:
how I feel about you
Can we bring yesterday back around
'Cause I know how I feel about you now
I was dumb I was wrong
I've let you down
But I know how
on my side.
You can never be alone
Lemme by your side.
I jus wanna bring you home
Let you meet my daddy.
Cause we done with dating..
I wanna build us home
I've been gone I've been caught up in my yesterdays
I've been drawn by the songs that tell me it's ok
If I've won then tell me why my life has let
it they drop it low and split it
Then bring it back up and make it clap yup, she pitchin and I just hit it
Ho get off my fitted, polo horse I'm jiggy
thesis is untouched
Saved on my PC under the filename of Funcrush
Megabytes bumrush, by one punch, upon my keyboard
My data's the top secret
and the seats
And I be saucin' on these niggas so it all match my sneaks
Damn, you know how east niggas do shit
40 on my left, I'mma ride a new bitch
Yesterday
the lights in the Benz
Here comes villan again
Ruthless as Eazy and Ren
Ice in my henny
I'm counting plenty
Spend it all
Get it back in a jiffy
Black and white
Remember Masters of Ceremony, Grand Puba
Remember Daddy Kane Aids rumor
Yo, bring it back, yo
Yo, at the rolling rinks, no skates on
Early '80's, girl
I'm about to lose my mind
You've been gone for so long
I'm runnin' out of time
I need a doctor, call me a doctor
I need a doctor, doctor
To bring me
Everybody behind Soulo and they backin' up
I just threw my two-step, let her back it up
Go on, back it up! Go on, back it up!
You dry-snitchin', I'm
on the battlefront
Everybody behind Soulo and they backin' up
I just threw my two-step, let her back it up
Go on back it up, go on back it up
You dry snitchin',
the shell
Above ocean life shall rock 'n roll tomorrow than
Yesterday for the people peace good morn' god
Piece my location on utopia earthen walk desert
Wak'
bosses
You want to get rich, bet on me, motherfuck them horses
I'm black, too good, deadly like a luger
I live day by day, but my mind set
Life changes like the weather
You grow up, grow old, or you hit the road 'round here
So I drive (Drive, drive)
Watching white lines passing by
With
Yea
Fuck being my main bitch
I need you by my side
You know I'm the truth
So there's no need to lie
If I'm fucking with you
You know your my
this, fuck that, fuck white, fuck black
And fuck hollow i’m true to my shit, nigga
Too hard to swallow
Watch your back, nigga
Watch your back, nigga
I was taking a chance on a tight-rope
Walking the line to the end
I was ready to fall, had my back to the wall
But I'm flying again
I been
know the true meaning of vanity
Yeah
So why we here
Na by the grace we dey survive for here
I wish I fit go back in time
I swear
Bring back all my hommes
him crazy
White’ll drip on my wrists like
Before you feed the baby!
Tell Smack he need to pay me
You never been crackin’
(swoo-swoo) Cut before he go:
looking back
To check on my choice
Was it the right one
Will it strengthen my voice
So bring on the rain
It's a pain I must know
In order for me
I'm in a free state
Boaah go hard but leave Out the villainous
Yeah, I couldn't care for the fame yet still want to bring all the cake in, cake in
Back
you, you will make the devil cry
There are a million ways to lose my life
But not a single one to get it back
So when I'm running I will never lose sight
you, you will make the devil cry
There are a million ways to lose my life
But not a single one to get it back
So when I'm running I will never lose
don't care if he was vulnerable
In a home full of drug abuse and incest
Or allegedly brainwashed by white supremacists
Whatever the case may be for him
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