Lyrics:
Would be reading, "Dear John"
By the time you read this letter
I'll be feeling much better
So long, it means I'm gone
I wish I could see the look
hard for so long
What's your game plan man? what you gonna do fam?
Keep on grinding hard and stay strong
What you gonna do fam? what's your game plan
that weight a long time
Boy, you're gonna carry that weight
Carry that weight a long time
I never give you my pillow
I only send you my invitations
by George ?Papa Doc? Bush. Music by the ?Village People? the very military "Macho Man."
?Company!!!?
?Macho, macho man!?
? Two-three-four.?
?
Yeah
It's my tape, man
Listen to my tape
(I've waited, I've waited
Time went by
All I could do is cry
Silly, silly)
Woo
If I was your best
I'm the man with the plan
Got the future in my hands
Understand, understand
Don't do things on demand
Imma catch a tan in Thailand
On the beach by
J5
Find out who you are by the company you keep
As kids we saw things that no man should see
Same time, there's nowhere that I'd rather be
and some smaller towns
A lot of girls, they knew my name
And were fascinated by my game
But finally there comes a time
When one leaves his past behind
This the party song
Everybody in the spotty gonna get along
All my problems are behind me man they long gone
Grab a drink and put it up cause
A rocket man, rocket man
And I think it's gonna be a long long time
'Till touch down brings me round again to find
I'm not the man they think I am at home
understand
It's just my job five days a week
I'm a rocket man
oh, oh yeah
Just a rocket man
And I think it's gonna be a long, long time
Till touchdown
understand
It's just my job five days a week
I'm a rocket man
oh, oh yeah
Just a rocket man
And I think it's gonna be a long, long time
Till touchdown
to tell the world and show off
Man just snitch on themselves, you man are doughnuts
How many times have you said “Fam how many times” but you ain’t even
have been so terrible if I had a small fortune?"
If I were a rich man,
Ya ha deedle deedle, bubba bubba deedle deedle dum.
All day long I'd biddy
needs (Jesus, Lord)
Sittin' by myself, I'm just thinkin'
About all I've been through, I wish I was dreamin' (Jesus)
Man, it's hard to be an angel
needs (Jesus, Lord)
Sittin' by myself, I'm just thinkin'
About all I've been through, I wish I was dreamin' (Jesus)
Man, it's hard to be an angel
a long, long time and I never go dey give up on the love
I go buy designer, yeah yeah (yeah, yeah)
Call you my miss malaika, baby (baby)
Anything that
know what them man are on
Us man are gone, done with the old arguments
Time to move on
'Dem man are hyping, let them carry on
The studios' built, now
Feeding on the wrath of man
Shot down, traumatic
Time haunted by the past
Long gone, dogmatic
Although the die is cast
Shot down, volcanic
wanna let me slay
Prayin' it's gon' be okay, I just wanna get away
I lost my mind a long time ago (Long time)
I'm gettin' high and I'm ridin' slow (Drive
impeccable pimpin'
You couldn't duplicate this shit if I told you how to, man
y'all niggas keep up
By the time you get to, Puerto Rico, my nigga, I'll be in
checks the time up on the Rolex, the girl I
hit stay with her man, it's cool, but no sweat, 600 parked outside when
we drive, did some ghetto superstars,
ballin'
Man, i’m a baller, man
I’m ballin' man, i’m ballin'
Man, i’m a baller, man
Hit Her one time don’t call her, man
Back then
Way back then you’d have
a man, yes, I do (I need a man, I need a man)
To keep me home (keepin' me home)
Oh, a gentle place, a strong embrace
A pillow and a blanket by
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