Lyrics:
and me
I ain't gonna feel it if you let it go
I can take a little bit and make it more
A little bit of hate can make it war
But a lot of love ain't enough
on my, all over my
Kiss on my, all over my
Kiss on my, all over my
All my ladies up in the place it's your turn
Give the fellas a little taste of how
blazin'
I'm blazin', feels like I'm blazin', feels like I'm-
How could it be, little me
Had the power to be the best B in the league
Yeah, inevitably,
possessin', in my possession
Why they wanna rob a little nigga for the blessin'?
Who is you helpin', the world or yourself?
Put it on the table cause that's
I worked all week
Cleaned up, clean cut, and clean shaved
I got the cover off the '68
I fired it up, and let them horses sing
A little pretty
And the stable was not clean and the cobblestones were cold
And little Mary full of grace with tears upon her face had no mother's hand to hold
[Chorus]
It
Oh little town of Bethlehem
How still we see thee lie
Above thy deep and dreamless sleep
The silent stars go by
Yet in thy dark streets shine'th
Thanks for the memory
Of Schubert's Serenade,
Little things of jade
And traffic jams
And anagrams
And bills we never paid,
How lovely it was.
We who could
wanna fuck
And now she wanna fuck from the get go I figure this is how I gonna be
Tell that little punk bitch that you ride with me
Don't stop, fall
Now when I was a little boy,
At the age of five
I had something in my pocket
Keep a lot of folks alive
Now I'm a man
Made twenty one
You know
I look around to see
Is anyone like me?
First glance tells me I'm all alone in the sea
Then I look again a little deeper
And we're all in
has to say?
He's not screaming at anybody, in fact it's as if it's a love story
That he's trying to tell them
And he knows it may look a little strange
nose is in the nitty gritty
Life could be a little sweet
But life could be a little shitty
What a pity
Boston and a Kansas city
Looking for
people holla
Money in the bank we be getting top dollar
I'm a big baller,
You a little smaller
Step up to my level
Need to grow a little taller
I'm
makes a lot, word
How they say that we not fly, how they say that we not working
They just need convincing like Malcom Little 'fore he converted
I'm on my
These things I offer you
For a lifetime
A cozy little nest
Just meant for us to share
Perhaps a tiny guest
Will be arriving there
My life, my
my boy
Watch the sunset kick back in my yard
Take my harley on a real long lazy Sunday drive
And do a little more nothin' once in a while
Yeah
This song ain't meant to be pretty
It ain't meant to make you dance
There's so many unsolved problems
Too many empty, angry hands
A little
want to be
They want to be the one to make you smile
Just a little love of your heart is all they need
Just a little of your love could be for me
I used to be a little bit shy
I kept my deepest feelings inside
Speaking up to you about my emotions has always been hard
But this just can't wait
Put your sweet lips a little closer to the phone.
Let's pretend that we're together, all alone.
I'll tell the man to turn the jukebox way down low,
Oh baby, baby something's just a little bit different
In your eyes tonight,
Why they look twice as bright.
Oh baby, baby something's changed,
into oblivian,eheaha,makin' New York with
virgin-akins.
Eheh,this shit be baggin',eheh.
If you disagree,Uhah!,before I smoke this,& get a little drunk
said, "Actually, you ain't gotta ask me"
Sent the little face with the tongue 'cause I'm nasty
I'm on my way, girl, I can't wait
Twitter me a picture,
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