Lyrics:
God gave me a gift, to put people at ease
What I do is, what I do
If I was to sit down and try to
Tell you, break it down
You know technically, i
love is the law that we live by
Day by day I wonder why my shorty had to die
I reminice over my ghetto princess everyday
Give it up for my shorty
died,
Before all the dollars and nines, I knew that I was
Goin' somewhere, let me take you back in time,
Before I even got my ride
Before I had
baby and we always in demand
Movin to the section's like the women all smell it
Never gotta yell it but somehow they can tell it
One checkin me out
see what party was the best of the boys
Tell the brother, good old days
When you could dance the night away
Someone give me a time machine
So I
That was boneless
Till my sister kicked me out before
Christmas and I was homeless
Girl I ain’t mad at ya you
Know I love you the same
Cause all I did
you made me look
Foolish how you made me feel
But, ya never get that chance again
Betcha wish ya get that chance again
I see my family fell apart
Since
organic aerosols
In my hair
(I'm going green) so my grandkids will remember,
When you couldn't buy ocean property in denver
It's not easy being green
true in the least
I’ve called myself a lotta names
But I betcha can’t hang with me
Cause you’re stuck in a lane
Looking up, saying
“It’s a bird, it’s
gotta move so I’m walkin
Car crash had me using a walker
N folk act like I had died
Couldn’t get a damn answer for nuttin
Had to suck up my pride
You betcha, it gets me
And every time I hold her hand
I'm just too shy to say the things I plan
Every time she's close to me
My heart is filled
all the homies died, before all the dollars and nines, i knew that i was
goin' somewhere, let me take you back in time, before i even got the rhyme,
Do you love me, hoe?
If I put a B in front of you
Be my buddy, hoe
Yeahh, I'm not him, I'm not simp
I'm a pimp, I walk with a limp, this ooohhh
Joanlee - "C'est La Vie"
Written by: Joanlee
VERSE 1:
C'est La Vie...
Make sure everything flow with the fit
Spark a sliff & Jason Markk the kicks
cheap
I got kush in my wallet I'm zoned by the weed
Never gon stop and I put that on me
Conquered my craft now I’m stuck on repeat
I got to eat till my
of the Devil," by the Dead
Or is that just what your friends want me to be?
'Cause if that's the case, then that's just what I'll be
call me by my government name
Her panties wet over fame
Fall in love with my chain
I wonder if I wasn't an entertainer would she remain
Surrounding
a wildcat
I can tell by the scratches on my back
Love like Kush, she got the loud pack
G spot yeah I think I just found that
Slow wind with a little more
your pride aside
Keep me in your life
Keep me by your side
From Day to Night
We cruising and we vibin down the streets of Old Manhattan
Then I wake up,
get it, I betcha love it baby
I'll play the daddy and you can play the momma
So we can get down on the living room floor
Is ya wit it? I promise I won't
the right shine (right shine)
And the right mind (right mind)
It's just on me to catch her at the right time (right time)
When I get her Imma grab her by
It was three of us young broke boys in the cut
One was full of love
One don't get enough
Me I'm in the middle just a youngin feeling stuck
I don't
the LAST STRAW!
I mean the very LAST STRAW!
'cause I fell in love with you . . .
But Perry . . .
You winked at me in Woolworth's
on the second
What does it take to get ya
To admit it?
How much light
Till it shines on you, yeah?
How much did she betcha
You couldn't get it?
What does
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