Lyrics:
You can set me free or bang me up
Just stop torturin' me tell me what you're gonna do, what you gonna do
You can set me free or bang me up
Just stop
to spend
And you can go home to him I ain't hating him
Cause see you just my little secret that's escaping him
He can be your man
I'm gonna be the one
You know what they say about bein' nice to the right people on the way up
Sooner or later you gonna meet them comin' down
Well, there ain't no goin'
You know what they say about bein' nice to the right people on the way up
Sooner or later you gonna meet them comin' down
Well, there ain't no goin'
to grin.
Oh we're finally alone and we can do what we want
Oh the night is young and ain't no-one gonna know where you
No-one gonna know where you
to grin.
Oh we're finally alone and we can do what we want
Oh the night is young and ain't no-one gonna know where you
No-one gonna know where you
make another Mistake
Never wanna do the work they just take
Always gonna be judged by my age
I ripped my shirt and I gave into Rage
Getting emotional he
gonna snap
Ain't a damn thing change
I still keep that thing
Right up under my shirt
When I pull away hang and bang
'Cause it all fun and games
gonna do a goddamn thing
Get your ass to Brandy she's a dandy that's for sure
That remedy between her knees, your fever's only cure
I got the beaver
Is it to hard just to ask for it
Yuh
Can i put my lips on yo skin babe
Oh ohh yuh
Arielo
Can i put my lips right on your skin
Got a bite like a shark
with stacks
Showed him the gat like ‘you gonna
Miss the finger roll right’ fuck
I Told the driver Lenny swing me by
The garden I gotta talk to Pat
Showed
pollinated by the "Be"
Pac called it the rose that rose from concrete
How do you define divine that finds street?
"Hip bop," the color of my leaves
Not
know what about you?
She said "I don't care, if you're hungry, let's eat"
I said that's what we're gonna do!
But first you gotta tell me
What it is
like Joyner Kersee on a train
Start wit Barbara Keith ain't have a chance this shit is fucked up fuck
tried to shake it, man, I can't believe this shit is real
Heart pumping on the 101
This shit right here ain't no fun
Live and die by the gun
Get you
leave it home
If he ain't got it right by now, then scratch him off
They just called me, said it's about twenty strong
They standin' at the door, don't
to your ears or something
Bye your voices do
You believe–what percentage of people
Here–and by the way, i’m
Not setting y’all up
I’m not setting y’all up
hop gonna rock the spot
Gonna make everybody want to rock rock rock
Gonna do it to the East, want to do it to the West
Gonna make you relax right
Roller coaster ends and melts
No boredom on this ride
When the hunter game gets
Captured by the game ain't it a shame?
I'm gonna put him on the streets
I'm
freedom ain't free, we got to do it together
That means (what?), by whatever means necessary
I'm doing God's work, so that means I'm too blessed to worry
a wuss?
Fuck with a nigga like Tech and a buzz Right to the head and the grave is dug
Mean Mugs, nigga's ain't never seen love
So they stream blood while
What you mean by that, what the ground represent?
The ground is gonna open up and swallow the evil
Right
That's how I see it, my word is bond
I see—and
White and Matt McDougall
My first manager was Derek Lejeune and that lasted one afternoon
But he got me my first show at a place called Café Au Lait
Pectations and meet 'em, but first
The "Speedom" verse, now Big Sean
He's goin' too fast
Is he gonna shout or curse out his mom?
There was a time I had
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