Lyrics:
But what love got to do with it when I don't love myself?
To the point I should hate everything I do love
Should I hate living my life inside
thing to do is just shout
Like I'm dying please
Tell these motherfuckers that there's no one like me
Take a step in my mind you'll be haunted by demons
me by the tail, tail, tail
I'm not going to tell you my story
But it's too long to say because my name is Wayde
She wouldn't stop man. My story's too
Yo jazzy whats happening man
Yo ice cream tee is that jazzy jeff and the fresh prince
Yeah tey made that rap tune girls aint nutin but trouble
Those
invisible
Near the seventh tier but leaving
I took a stance
My ability to break a trance is developed
She seen something different in him, she just
on left side
Tell that she loves me, look me up in my eyes
My heart for you is big girl, blowin' up by size
I really wanna take it slow but it was love
Go head, go head
Go head, go head
Go head, go head
Go head, baby girl go head
Go head, go head
Go head, go head
Go head, go head
Go head
Nakuu) You been running round in my head
I got 100 reasons
It might be your beauty your voice or the way that you walk
Girl all this loving you can keep
than a rose
Needed a shot of the bird, but the sto' was closed
Swooped to my girl house to see what was poppin
To let me know if the panties was droppin
and split you to particles
(The gold hand) Tell me when and I'm there
Not only heir to the throne, but my chair is suspended in air
Stay fly like a limited
fashion, Gucci belts is for them faggots
My hat is by Jabbia and if you got a fucking problem
With the future, you can get a death wish just like Atiba
the Master Gee
Well, my name is known all over the world
By all the foxy ladies and the pretty girls
I'm goin' down in history
As the baddest rapper there
clothing
But my head full of emotions
Always had a house but it never felt like home
My mind is like the dessert and all i do is roam
Baby why does it feel
rapper
Who swears he's makin' records
That's what they said whenever
I would walk by i never tripped though
Always kept my head up high
Eventually I knew
of (but we like it girl)
Girl I want you to know
I can't get you out of my head (I can't get you out no)
My head my head (said I can't get you out no)
Ayy Meek Milly, is my niggas there? (Yeah)
Is there some bitches there? (Yeah)
Is that Cîroc there? Woo, woo (yeah)
Well let's go
I tell her
under my pillow
You walk by my window, I see your silhou-ette
Candle light is what I desire
But all I get to do is fix your flat tyre
When you ring my
people smiling like everything cool
But I know people that died in that pool
I know people that died in them schools
Now what is the survivor to do?
you at home, gettin' sweated by your mama
I bought my mother a house in Atlanta
And you can't stand it, so what do you say
Too $hort can't rap, no
Well, it is a weepin' and a moanin' and a gnashin' of teeth
It is a weepin' and a mournin' and a gnashin' of teeth
It is a-when it comes to my
on the road every week, but I know enough
And I follow by everything you ever told me, think wisely
Watch over me my nigga, just guide me
I swear to you
Royalties!
Royalty check is in, honey!
Yes, BILLY THE MOUNTAIN was RICH! Yes, and his eyeball-caves, they widened in amazement, and his jaw (which was
of
Myself as a musician or as a singer
One day in the early '60s
I was visiting my mother's
House in Montreal the house is beside a park
And in the park
even talk at all & years kept going on +++ without you
All I got left with is you in my head
( Along w all the voices in my head )
You in my head
So nice
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