Lyrics:
Saved & Rescued
Lyrics by Tamara Lloyd
Produced by Michael Loyd
Intro: chhhh, yeah Oh, Oh , Oh, Oh, Oh, chhh
Hook:
You took my sorrow and you gave
the Camp Phire is here
Started off with a couple of my high school friends
Chris Lloyd, Scenario, and Cheeze, my new men
To take over the industry with a hot
Tricked by the beauty in the skies
It's no use to fight; the world around us tightens up
As we walk to where this island starts
The socks on my feet fade
this before, yeah
She put my belongings at the door, yeah
At the door, yeah, at the door, yeah
Talking shit you gonna hit the floor
Hit the floor, yeah
'bows)
Hit by stars, hit by cars
Drunk off the liquor getting hit by bars
Keep your girl close 'cause she's hit by far
Hit by the Neptunes, hit by
Yeah! 50 Cent, Lloyd Banks, Young Buck
G G G G G-Unit! Haha!
Vacate your home I come to brake your bones
Americas nightmare we at it again
I'll light up ya life
Pull up to the floor in a Ricky Hatton fight
I'ma champion baby, a little bit crazy
But crazy's unpredictable, and that's
shots, four shots
All I hear is gunshots, this is where the fun stops
Bodies drop, hit the floor, music's off, party stops
Everybody hit the door,
shots, four shots
All I hear is gunshots, this is where the fun stops
Bodies drop, hit the floor, music's off, party stops
Everybody hit the door,
'bows)
Hit by stars, hit by cars
Drunk off the liquor getting hit by bars
Keep your girl close 'cause she's hit by far
Hit by the Neptunes, hit by
Y'all niggas spend too much
Time watchin' flicks
Who you wanna be? Tony Montana n shit?
Well you can start
Right before his ass get hit
But when I
Your number, won't store it
Call me, I ignore it (hello)
I might get a 'Rari, 200 I floor it (Rari)
I was broke yesterday (yeah)
I was rich by
Intro: Lloyd Banks]
Uh! Uh! Uh! Uh! Uh!
You already know, my mind is on my dough
A millionaire that won't spend a dollar on a ho
I'm still in
On the mosty cruel
Henry Hall and David Lloyd betty Grable too
Hello, this is John, speaking with his voice
(Huh) We're all very happy to be able
To talk to you
my drink
Had to hit it like a home run
Then had to stop at the bank
Stop acting crazy 'cause you're not mine
Leave you here by the stop sign
50 Cent, Lloyd Banks, Young Buck
Game gggggggg Unit!
See I'm a city boy man I ain't from the South
50 Cent man ya'll niggas ya'll
Know what I'm
)
That's why this one is fo' tha (girls on the dance floor)
All mah girls hit the dance flo' (flo', flo')
Imma get you drunk and make you lose control
here will rock your bodies
Take somebody by the waist and uh
Now throw it in they face like uh
Systematic, ecstatic, this hit be automatic
Work me,
here will rock your bodies
Take somebody by the waist and uh
Now throw it in they face like uh
Systematic, ecstatic, this hit be automatic
Work me,
there, I'm
Still act nigga, aha, yeah
Pain in my life I gotta put it in flows
If I didn't I'd go crazy
Drive myself off the road
I never crossed a nigga by
my cloth was cut by the gods
My cloth was cut by the gods, cut by the god god, god
I don't know nothing bout friends , They just continue the fraud
Who are you in that light?
I gotta know you by tonight
The way you're moving on the floor
It makes me feel like an animal
I'll make you move like I
Who are you in that light?
I gotta know you by tonight
The way you're moving on the floor
It makes me feel like an animal
I'll make you move like
then, by her yellow hair,
He'd make her weep and call him dear.
He's taken her in his two dark arms,
And laid her on the cold stone floor.
And when he set
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