Lyrics:
of a white
To Make it right
I’m tryna cage my mind
Screaming so loud that she fogging my eyes
Making me dizzy I need to hold back
Breathing like shit I am
First class 5 years old 7 forty 7
Being served by white chicks that look like Mae West
Looking like Madonna, 1986
My mind is on some Einstein mathematics
nice, bye byes my talent swallows
Flamingoes up in the air
Na true I neva enter aeroplane
Bring a rhythm close
Barry Allen (Zoom) zoom faster than flies
I’ve been too nice, bye byes my talent swallows
Flamingoes up in the air, na true I neva enter aeroplane
Bring a rhythm close
Barry Allen (zoom) zoom
I know 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 let you down
But I
Backstreet Boys, 2Pac
And Barry White
Need a new accountant: Ben Jones
New manager: my momma
Two bodyguards in case niggas start drama
Used to ride coach, now
damn crowd
Then bring a frown to my friend [?] warn you
Background check for the chopper
[?] imposters
The murder rate ain't back down yet
To the nigga
Then I step back, can't breath in reality
Cold sweats, followed by a tight stare
Dreams so lucid my entirety of existence was aware
Mind as elusive,
a f***ing daughter
You understand me and why the f*** would you bring my neighbor to jail
Just because the reason why he live next door to me,
Ain't
a f***ing daughter
You understand me and why the f*** would you bring my neighbor to jail
Just because the reason why he live next door to me,
Ain't
have a fucking daughter
You understand me and why the fuck would you bring my neighbor to jail
Just because the reason why he live next door to me,
the accident I got back in shape
But every time I put on my
Chain my back will ache that's a true story
If you ain't talkin' money
What the fuck can
The Rudolph the red-nosed reindeer of the Roc
I take my chain, my 15 seconds of fame
And come back next year with the whole fucking game
Ain't nobody expect
wet first
You gotta prep them for shit like that
Bring that shit back, bring that shit the fuck back (let's go)
I put on my jewelry just to go out
became my muse
Back when I was pushin the busted suburban out
Not a penny to my name but could see the crown
Every word that you said I could see it now
Headed downtown with a frown on my face
Cuz if a cop se me smile then imma get maxed
I see him on a corner with a ballpoint pen
Writin my name, back
west yesterday
Perhaps she's come back to her senses
And decided to come back to stay
Now I must go and bring her back
If it takes until my dyin' day
sitting in my mind,
Duh dub duh duh dububububububububbbbbb
Donde esta los digits do DJ Rap?
Bring the sound to the people in a white truck Bumpin'
Come in smooth like I'm Barry White
I ain't scared of nobody quit actin like the scary type
Ain't no what I'm down & willing, what I gotta sacrifice
That i had by showing
The world i didn’t care about
Being like other people
I could never go back – 50 Cent
The 50th Law is based on the following
circle he gon' show his face
If you wore them white lows more than twice
Then throw them shits away (That's the attitude!)
Yesterday's price, ain't
sentence you it's unjust
Filling institutions with us
In los Angeles
My manuscripts can be found in
Abandon houses
Tagged by the hands of vandals
Read
[You're the First, the Last, My Everything by Barry White]
We got it together, didn't we?
Nobody but you and me
We got it together, baby
My first,
of heights
Evanescence, bring you back to life
Thank me later, Frankenstein, cuz we got the people screaming, He's alive
Take a sip of the sweet juice, just
.jpg/239px-Barry_White,_Bestanddeelnr_927-0098_(cropped).jpg "Barry White")
Discuss these bring back my yesterday by barry white 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