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Like a fly on the wall
Like a fly on the wall
Close your eyes and see mama on her knees
Daddy gone so we gotta make those end meet
Brother grew up
just for the straw
But also lightin' up and strummin' on a guitar
I said man-oh-man
Where'd the good times go?
Back when Fall by Clay Walker was
purpose? cause I deserve it girl
Before we get into it something crazy
All ya fellas back up off my lady
Get you one 'cause I got that one
Get you one
right
Got him in the hell hole
Living at the speed of light
Praying that the time fly by so
He can see the light
See his kids, meet the wife
All over a ki
under my wings
I'm in the clouds, you take me high (high, high, high, high, high)
You make me float, you make me fly (fly, fly, fly, fly, fly)
I hope
clothes
And girls - I love 'em when I meet 'em
Might eat 'em
But when they act up, it's like Turner Tina
Don't me get the burner
Catch me in the low
Jack was 11
Jill was 3
Sent from heaven
Until they'd meet
Jack grew up
Started a fam
Thought he had it all in the palm of his hand
Til the day
They
Bad chick, she getting naughty (Naughty)
My group is at the scene
Tell your friend I'm sorry (Sorry)
We pull up to the club and
Then we start
job every day 'cause it's hard not to see
I came up in a big way
And I hardly ever sleep but it's like a dream
I don't wanna wake up from, don't wanna
fences (all of 'em)
All critics, quick to call y'all wicked
But when it come to the poor, then it be all crickets
I'm at Chick-fil-A with a single gay
Yeah
Shifting gears I float the whip my chick right on the side
Shawty rolling up a L It ain't no average size
Keep yo smoke what get me high is in
Two seater
I just need a coupeI need a two seater
I fucked lil bitch like twicecnd said its nice to meet ya
Got sick & tired of dodging all
nice to meet ya
It's Kells the freaker
Mr 'Bump-and-Grind', Mr 'Song-of-the-Weeker'
R&b singer
Mr 'Defeater'
Sixteen years and still coming
Yeah, uhhh
D. Steele on 'em, yeah
D. Steele on 'em, yeah
You see, it's bad enough that God's people are divided by man because of race
They're trying
a hundred at the ferry, yeah
My chick's from San Fran, but stay out my bae area
You salute the cross, or you rebuke the cross
Either way you meet the Lord
That was your chick, now she mine bro
I took her like it was a crime bro (Robber)
Now your chick all in my bed dude
Head that she givin' is kinda rude
people talk about me
So many niggas want to block me So many bitches wants to set me up
Eagles fly peoples die niggas high
Fly nigga fly nigga fly nigga
do
You be up in the club
I be up in the clouds
Oh, don't gotta ask me if I brought enough
'Cause' we don't run out
Blow it by the o, even my fans
Said call me when you can
Let's meet up tomorrow
I know a nice spot
Meet me by the shop
Two on the dot
Never ever thought
I'd meet a girl like this
So she won't stop doin' that
Plus I heard if you can dance, you can bump
Well dance time is up, let's go, let's go (yup)
We can get it in (yup), we
Hosted by Sonia and Monya, ooh
Mami, walkin' up the beach, so fly, so neat
It's me and Ginuwine, 23s on our feet
Say mami, you look good, mami, you're
Heart break kid
But I might end up like Owen
Took an exit at the forked road
Ain't no telling where I'm going
Boy meets world baby love me tender
Step right up step up step up
Step right up step up step up
This is how it should be done
'Cause this style
Is identical to none
How
Step right up
step up
step up
Step right up
step up
step up
[Chorus]
This is how it should be done
'cause this style
Is
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