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right here, and y'all catch up
I move fast like light years
Now it's back to the basics
K dot's nothing to play with
A nigga tried to test my gangsta
I
check it)
And if you don't know, now you know (uh, come on)
You know very well (yeah)
Who you are (money, hoes and clothes)
Don't let 'em hold you
check it)
And if you don't know, now you know (uh, come on)
You know very well (yeah)
Who you are (money, hoes and clothes)
Don't let 'em hold you
"Well, since we're recording tonight,
And we're ah, we're indebted to you to
Let us be on your album. We have to thank
You for that, this is
styles like the hottest new dancers
See, I let y'all live to stack a LITTLE paper
Be glad I pushed my album back, I did y'all hoes a favor!
[Puff Daddy]
it, I need it, yeah
Yeah, she turns me on
Alright, hold tight
I'm a highway star
Nobody gonna take my head
Now that I'm on the road again
[Verse 1: Keri Hilson]
I know I been telling you not now
But baby come and give it to me
Cause I can tell by the way that you move
That you're
[BM] You see-- you see, they saw the Wu come through, now it's time
to see the Brooklyn Zu come through. YouknowI'msayin?
'cause we all remain in
The years go by so fast
I thought that it would last
But now I'm dancing with
The Ghost of Christmas Past
The years go by so fast
I thought they would
is, can we chill?
Far from average, love; you're bad habits
The way that thang move
You're makin' me want to grab it
Let's leave right now
Let's
with her my light was dimmer
Not a bad thing she calmed me down like MSG dinners
Months pass by, got put in groups, ain't think much of it
Found my leg
hang it up
Go somewhere and hang up some 50 posters, PUNK
You speak too late, y'all prolly gon' go up to them awards
and get yo' ass whooped by B2K
I
tree begins to sway
And all the toy balloons just seem to say
Don't let the music pass you by
It's Baby's First Christmas Lullaby
Then
Tweedle dumb
friends
When shit hit the fan, is you still a fan?
Do you believe in me? Are you deceiving me?
Could I let you down easily, is your heart where it need
code we need to break it
Let's Go
Yeen a gangsta stop trying to portray dat
Im saying
Want attention, we need you to say dat
Mane
Baby gurl fasho imma
You let go of my hand when we can’t fly
We both falling, but it’s not the way we used to, and now we ***
Like I’m turning in my unrevised papers, I kept
true wanna be down
Guess how many flows you gotta spit?
Like toilet paper
I'ma put you through a lotta quit
K-Rino getting murked by your kinda flow
You
let her get a nut out me
I'm still vicious by myself one man army
Baby, baby, baby... it's a mystery, ooh you got me
Baby, baby, baby... it's
back it up on me don't flush it down
It's a rush when I know you don't love
But you still let me fuck up in yo broken house
And that's that circle
And take one big deep breath, relax
Now just release and go
In everyday and all we do, you gotta let everything go
Only you, you gotta move, you gotta
the thing to make the things worse Baby I should think first
‘For I make the things worse
My name is Trev
And this is an album by me It’s called RUMTLOVE
majesty now, I am the prince
This is my town, my home (yeah)
This is my crown, my throne (the prince)
This is me on my own (the prince)
Let's get it
majesty now, I am the prince
This is my town, my home (yeah)
This is my crown, my throne (the prince)
This is me on my own (the prince)
Let's get it
bodies to burry
Hide them niggaz with rugers and hide them lugers with Karen
Now its very nescesary that this bid go through
'cause I already know my
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