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e-mailing my love with a dozen digital roses.
[Chorus]
So click approve
It's so simple
Or show me some kind of sign and let me know it?s time to make my
feet first
You've got a nice gat but my heat's worse
From a thug to preachin' church, I gave you love, now you eatin' dirt
Needin' work and I ain't
rooted underground
By streams of living water where
His truth is always found
Is there anybody out there quite
Like You, oh God? (I can't find nobody)
Is
Me and my buddy got us a wild hair
And figured we wanted to go somewhere
So we loaded up in my ragtop Chevrolet
We had a little bit of money
long
But how'd you make it through? (Boy, I thought you knew)
(It was His) *singer* love that kept me strong
[Chorus Two - T.D Jakes] {Kirk Franklin}
on the sleeve kind of guy. His love language is gift giving. When my dad came back from the piano store, my mom was mortified. My dad had just purchased a baby
pay
Niggas don go plus, tobe where you dey
2018, tobe my guy just frustrate
He need the money by all means, nah so he go prostrate
Babalawo I need
feet first
You've got a nice gat but my heat's worse
From a thug to preachin' church, I gave you love, now you eatin' dirt
Needin' work and I ain't
and I'm looking at my bitch, and my money like "what should we do next?"
Real nigga 'till I die, if I can't be real I'd rather die, yeah, I choose death
The Mummy Rap
It's the dawn of the mummy (The mummy rap)
They dance kind of funny (The mummy rap)
Don't do it for the money (The mummy rap)
Yes
the love of her own child
She asked the first guy to have his baby
He looked at her like she must be crazy
He was makin' records and goin' on tour
feeling kind of loose
Might have done it where's the proof
Right and she called my name
Then we went into her room
Twenty minutes we were through
I just
conversation, a daddy love child relation, a mama that understand her baby
Frustration, in this nation, where the church has become quite lucrative, cause each
really no amount of
Money that could make
You more influential than you are now so my
Question is: What are you going
To do with all
Of the influence that
with the Ruger, by the intersect sign
Hit 'em with a Tommy, so my niggas call me Pammy
And I always keep the jammy
In a truck or in a Lamby
Put my
line
I have nothing at all and nothing left to give
Doubt has filled my heart and I have no place to live
Still, I will share, love, and will be kind
at night, tossing and turning
Underneath his pleated quilt protector, tears welling in his eyes as he
Pictured Marsha, her sworn vows overcome by liquor
tossing and turning
underneath his pleated quilt protector, tears welling in his eyes as he
pictured Marsha, her sworn vows overcome by liquor
was only until I found true love yuh
And it wasn't in what money can buy
It wasn't in a sex buddy or honey that's fly
When I was at my lowest point
a solo game, sat Dangerous Dan McGrew,
And watching his luck was his light-o'-love, the lady that's known as Lou.
When out of the night, which was fifty
and drinks and they both be getting mixed
So if I lose who I love ima take it on the chin
And if she's
My type I won't let her slide by, and there's
Two girls
though we no more
Mr. Star, much love to Navi, Butcher, D-Lo, (Miss Cole)
Butcher source of Quran right now, it's all good, much love to ya!
All my
you, I'm not that kind to say that
I spent my lights in the streets with beef crooks
shook cats get lifted off thier feet with heat
nobody loves, you can
nkota
(My money is now much like local soup)
Odogwu na eri ego ga Dandata
(Now I spend money like Dandata)
Okowara gi ije anyi gara
(If I tell you
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