Lyrics:
I'm standing here in my field of dreams
Your love has passed me by, it seems
And the sun has hidden its face for another day
I'm gonna take you by
boy talk but they ain't on nun
Get man down crease like his Air Force ones
I love big yangs and I love big drums
And I love me a ting with brilliant bum
slower than a slug
While this feeling inside of my body seep in like a drug
Will you hug me, rub me on the back like a child?
Tell me you love me, need
business
You've always kept out of mine
I wonder what's on your mind
Sometimes they say love is blind
Maybe that's why the first time I dotted your eye
faith not by sight)
Now this is the moment
To see what we're about
How will you spend your time
Knowing everything is shut down
Will you
Live your life
of danger don't freeze, time to be a G
Follow my lead, I'll supply everything you need
An ounce of game and the trainin' to make a G (yeah)
Remember me,
rhyme you took me back in time
Back to the first love I ever knew
Giving it over, giving it over
Got my broken heart healed and removed from its cast
by a crack in my units
I'ma stick to the shit that made The Click
The super kind, I love to spit
That nigga 40 vicious, he got speech I heard him
would've had your hand
You say you really love him, maybe I'm the selfish man
Now i'm
Tired of the ceiling in my room
I think that I'm just tired
eye tramp stamped,
I got the streets in me, but I'm not in the streets,
Run up against the team, end up eating cleats,
You can tell by my features,
Crist' sipper, six dipper, wrist glitter nigga!
Hold up love
Everytime you see Jigga Man, I'm rollin on dubs
Don't forget about them blades, shit
six dipper, wrist glitter nigga!
Hold up love
Everytime you see Jigga Man I'm rollin on dubs
Don't forget about them blades shit choppin it up
It's
Crist' sipper, six dipper, wrist glitter nigga!
Hold up love
Everytime you see Jigga Man, I'm rollin on dubs
Don't forget about them blades, shit
somewhere, with that Caribbean air, blowin’ softly on your skin
As that sweet calypso music fills the air, Babe, I know you can’t be here
So, until I can be
no sobriety when slaps and words are getting drawn
Spitten on by your kin who gives the chair you're sitting on
But I've written strong words just
When I see you on the street
My whole body gets weak
When you're standing in a crowd
Your love talks to me so loud
Girl, do I do, what you do,
Thank you for spending your time
Listening to this album
Let's go
This is not a diss it's a challenge
Creativity is amiss not talent
Our identity is
her eyes
I'm asking the Lord the same ole questions why you had to die
(Spoken by the Pimp)
...and that's that Dirty Love we got for all them lost
ajuwaya
Me say Babylon hang for wire
But they got to know
They got to know
Jah love is true
They call me one this one that
One album wonder
But I still dey
Bitch I'm outside
Just get in the ride
Hop in let's die
You in the passenger you by my side
Spark it and blow it I supply the high
Do what I do yeah
honest with you
Who wants to love somebody like me?
You wanna love somebody like me?
If you could love somebody like me
You must be messed up too
to a little playlist I made
With Maroon 5 and Air Supply
And don’t forget Barry White
That sounds like me lovin' on you to
A LITTLE NIGHT MUSIC
blind us
Define where the lines are
Do not let your silence imply you're alright with the type of agenda they try to prescribe us
Admire, inspired by
Enough to cop six, by the house on the beach
Supply the peeps with Jeeps
Brick a piece
Capiche?
Everybody gettin' cream
No one considered a leech
Think
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