Lyrics:
girl (come on, aha)
My life I live it with you you, girl (come on)
Worth more to di eye, man, than dem diamonds and dem pearls
So just give it to me,
girl (come on, aha)
My life I live it with you you, girl (come on)
Worth more to di eye, man, than dem diamonds and dem pearls
So just give it to me,
I couldn’t be the one
You wanted me to be
Now your in Manhattan
Downtown chasing your dreams
My life without you here
Always feels like misery
I have
floor
My momma taught me never steal and never tell on folks
I grew up looking at the niggas that was selling coke
Oh, I was raised by the stop sign
pass by)
Yeah I just lost my mind (I feel)
My Baby green stare could sell like Tisci ‘05...
Might have to hit Manhattan like I’m Duke in is prime,
insomnia
Had my head in the clouds again
But the woman of my dreams
Has got me sleeping better now
Sure, I can’t quite ever seem
To know when she will come
Plus I know that you wanting me bad baby
Ima hit you wit that loving make you feel it in ya bones
Ill stay right by ya side
Girl you wont ever feel
the motherfucker"
And family members askin for my papers
But biz set them straight, by makin' "the vapors"
Girls cryin' pregnant, to get some of my green
I'm
covered my eyes
Now I clearly see
Girl I think this could be
Forever
Yeah I wanna go through life
With you by my side
Dream big dreams
Find new scenes
New
Oh I come from Pittsburgh to study astrology
She said as she stepped on my instep
I could show you New York with a walk between Fourth Street
of dreams
New York, New York
New York New York
[Excerpt By: Arbed]
the only one I see in my dreams Girl you need someone like me
Girl I need your presence in my life,
In my life
Girl you need my shelter, girl
You are
crazy
For chasing my dreams
Maybe that's true
Or maybe I just ain't lazy
Grab my dreams by the horns
Rez kid born and raised
I don't give a fuck about
truest girl
My fantasy
Sweet girl of my life truly you are a good girl
Sweet girl of my life truly you are a good girl
Sweet girl of my life truly you are
(And I brought)
(And I brought)
(And I brought, dreams)
(Dreams)
(Dreams)
(And I brought you all my dreams 'cause I love you)
(I love you)
(I
all the time
I see you in my dreams
Baby boy, not a day goes by
Without my fantasies
I think about you all the time
I see you in my dreams
Ah,
I watch outside through smoke of big cigar (Oh, big cigar)
Living in LA I've got a house in Dakar (Wrm)
Spending evening at Manhattan Beach with my
sees like voices don't matter
Yoko New York apartment high
You're getting more than by
Singing in my dreams like life doesn't matter
Love with you must
heard my shit, it was a lot of girl stuff on your tape
Yeah, I guess writing that shit is my forte nowadays
You can read it how you want
Just know I'm
Stick by my side, don't you ever let us die
Babe stick by my side, yeah
I don't wanna lose you by my side
Girl I need you to be my ride or die
Baby
But this my call by the false Prophet, all Prophet
Harlem hustle, I can't at all knock it
But you hard when you go in the Lords pocket
What you
paralyzed
Let out a sigh-a melody blew by- like an ancient war cry
the way the sunlight hit the trees it really caught my eye,
glistening' listening'
get it
I love my life, but I’d rather be getting dicked down by some guy who looks like Edris Elba
Ok so
Put this kitty on your mustache, I wanna
get it
I love my life, but I’d rather be getting dicked down by some guy who looks like Edris Elba
Ok so
Put this kitty on your mustache, I wanna
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