Lyrics:
And we're introducing the starting lineup
We're gonna introduce now the North Clayton Eagles
Coached by James Gwynn
His starters, number 21,
And we're introducing the starting lineup
We're gonna introduce now the North Clayton Eagles
Coached by James Gwynn
His starters, number 21,
boy life but shyne with no diddy
But it's no biggie, I spread love the brooklyn way
But when push come to shove I'm bout that crooklyn wave
Shook for
calls to your mama baby
You're changing like the seasons
Cold ass and shady, back to back
Now I've been given words by mum and the many
Preach love
my life without you
Baby come here, don't have no fear
Oh, is there a wonder why
I'm really feeling in the mood for love?
So tell me why stop
a song for America,
Home of the red, white, and blue.
Land of Marilyn Monroe and James Dean,
Apple pie, baseball, and Shell gasoline,
And if you don't love
Ya I been through so much damn suffering
This type of wound that I got needs special love not no medicine
James James James James James James James
Blue jeans, white shirt
Walked into the room, you know you made my eyes burn
It was like James Dean, for sure
You're so fresh to death and sick
the suns
Pull up in a Jag, I'm James Bond I got the golden gun
Dickie suit on me I don't fix cars but I do keep the tool
Pick and choose, these hoes so dumb
Hail Hail the Idol
Hail Hail the Idol
Idol be bad
Idol be wild
Martyr your heart
Father a love child
We need all your kinks
And your dark attitude
We
keep the motor running
My bitch blowing like Etta James
In my truck I got mary jane
Feeling lucky no horseshoe but I run this shit like Edgerrin James
or do I really see heaven in your eyes?
Bright as stars that shine up above you in the clear blue skies
How I worry about you
Just can't live my life
to be so mistaken
By different shades of faces
Then Whit' told me, "A woman is woman, love the creation"
It all came from God, then you was my
DON'T THINK I DON'T LOVE YOU
(Dallas Frazier)
« © '66 Blue Crest Music »
Your old cheatin' heart has finally caught you
A thousand times I told
THERE'S NO WHERE TO RUN
I'VE GOT NOTHING BUT THE BLUES
OH, ETTA JAMES AND MISS HOLIDAY THEY KNEW
WHAT IT'S LIKE TO LOVE AND LOSE
NOW I UNDERSTAND THE SONGS
caught up hype, only got 1 life know we got it out the mud
I kept it real, most niggas phony, cant fuck wit jabronis
Strapped like James Bond he more like
what
Bein' swallowed by them city lights
Ball till I'm benched then I put it on the pimp f&f u-p ugk fo' life
[Chorus]
you
Just can't live my life without you, baby come here
Don't have no fear, oh, is there wonder why?
I'm really feeling in the mood for love
So
brain
They call him James, but sometimes it's just Jamie
I'm crooked and crazy but that's the way the game made me
You either hate me or love me man,
there's Leah James
I'm a fan of Ashley Graham, plus size with curves
Like I love Jill Scott, that's my word, my heroes were
Straight Outta Compton
even
Happy for james cause real bitches hard to come by
This nigga found one, I told him he was lucky an clown something
Rollin up duckies while
Gotta love it
[Chorus]
(Talkin' 'bout ghetto life)
Ghetto life (talkin' 'bout ghetto life)
You all know what I'm singin' 'bout (talkin' bout ghetto
Gotta love it
[Chorus]
(Talkin' 'bout ghetto life)
Ghetto life (talkin' 'bout ghetto life)
You all know what I'm singin' 'bout (talkin' bout ghetto
I love the days
When I listen
To my records
One by one I put them on
And I feel better
Like Emmy Lou
Kentucky Blue
Singing sweetly to my soul
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