Lyrics:
Night
We changed the century
All those romantic things
We changed the light to low
It made our spirits glow
If it were up to me
I'd never let you go
Night
We changed the century
All those romantic things
We changed the light to low
It made our spirits glow
If it were up to me
I'd never let you
night
We changed the century
All those romantic things
We changed the light to low
It made our spirits glow
If it were up to me
I'd never let you go
night
We ain't gonna ever admit to it that's right
Yo friend a dime
Tell her to come thru we in the tub by nine
We get on the yacht and I
Make you feel
night
We ain't gon' ever admit to it that's right
Yo friend a dime
Tell her to come thru we in the tub by nine
We get on the yacht and I
Make you feel
the clothes that I wore
She said, "We got a mutual friend over by the door,
And you know he's got our best interest in mind."
He was well connected but her
Autograph sign and pass wit a gold tip sharpee
Permanent ink blots undrunk from velly poo scotts
All you faggots try to judge my shit like Ed Koch
that hung on the tack
Said liquor in the front and poker in the back
I got no more lonely nights
Ya-ya baby till out goes the lights
If you wanna
to please me
You only tease me miss
With your kiss
Which I still miss
My life is a song
And my mind find the lyrics hung
My drum of my heart sound like
There's a busker singing songs of joy
To the people passing by
Guitar case open, filling up with toonies
From those who've been granted a smile
He's
I still can't let you go
Do you remember the first time that we made out in the backseat of your dad's Jeep?
Bumpin' "I Want It That Way" by
know that you on your A game
When yo' mama call you by your stage name
Maybe it could be a race thing
But i hate being called by me save name
want the drugs oh you need plug then by 4 or moe
You want hug you tryna make some love then bitch you gotta go
Oh you a thug you never busted a slug
A bunch of niggas
Chilling all on the block
Somebody bout to get shot
You can tell
By the way them niggas move
Huddle up then disperse
When they see
Life, Look, Pic, Peek always print a beautiful cast
And another thing they love
Is a certain photograph
You take the Time, Tide, Newsweek,
me ask your forgiveness baby
My heart is ever full of sorrow
We got to move into the future maybe
And think about a new tomorrow
She said you
met you
Closed the door and left me blinded by the light
Don't let the sun go down on me
Although I search myself, it's always someone else I see
know all I ever wished to, of a life destroyed by fate
It's so strange you never notice anything but where you are
Step outside your gleaming prison,
the storm
But I'm flat out on the road
Yeah
Got by with your love
But now I've never felt so alone
Yeah
I'd give my life away
Just to meet you in
just like a one round bout son
The outcome, is that you'll get that ass hung
Easily, swiftly, you stupid you can't get with me
Fuck around, lay
outlaw, yeah)
When we first hung out together, I met you with the homie
We had no intentions of becoming homies
But at no time at all, you became my
the bottle's empty
Just like you always have
Come on, help me out (whoa, help me out)
Just get me by (get me by)
I'd rather be hungover than cold sober
When I woke up this morning and you weren't next to me
Well I wish I would have hung out for another day
There was still so much there left to say
I’m Captain Intolerant
Just turned an opp to an ottoman
Study the stats, I was in tune
Hung up a plaque, hung up on you
Morphine induced, she poppin’
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