Lyrics:
the mask off
Don't ask me if I'm throwin' cash up, I'm spendin' that part
Black Card, play your part, now go retarded
That booty stupid, think you smart,
my dream, don't sleep
I ask for help, so baby just hold me
You saw me stranded in the middle of the sea
Life is so short and it's nowhere to be
I just
Young mothers (that's right)
I feel ya (hey)
I know how it is
Mama's just a little girl
Don't nobody understand
I feel ya
She was born
Say hoe
Yeah you
Can I ask you a question
You like to fuck?
Oh, you don't want me to talk to you like that?
Would you like to make love?
I
slipped
The Mac is cuttin records and punks are gettin ripped
Gangster I am, bust the lyrics like a drive-by
You wanna sleep? Well, it's lights out,
on me
I don't need no friends, I'm rich by my lonely
And your homies not really your homies
See your homies they really be police
Yea' your homies not
is the right thing to do
I am a positive force in my community
People emulate me
People love me
The universe responds by bringing me
Even more
Oh yeah
Girls from the Bay
And every little thing you do
It turns me on
Girls from the Bay
Oh yeah
Oh yeah
Girls from the Bay
They don't play bout me
I
the place you pointed at
Be California's best
All I ask, all I ask
Hey, please don't tell me
That I'm dreaming
When all I ever wanted was to
Dream another
how high
I'll be thinking of you the whole time
I'm carrying this heavy load
I don't know what to do
The only thing I know is that
I'm in love with you
spring, is livin' there, I hear
Say for me that I'm all right though
things get kind of slow
He might think that I've forgotten him,
Don't tell him it
things
Yeah it's the little things
That drive me wild
I'm like a mad dog
I'm on a short leash
I'm on a tight rope hanging by a thread
I'm on some
And then he asks me, why don't I come to his flat
And have some supper and let the evening pass by
By playing records besides a groovy hi-fi
I say yeh yeh,
you just come around
I don't hear the words you say
I just see you lie
There's one thing that I should remember
There is a light at the end
the door so why won't you come,
Why won't you come ?
Blind things should come to an end
I look so ugly in the photographs and
I don't know what time is it
my turn
I don't think they're ready M Dot
It's Yung Marcelona check it
Common
Oye los jugadores han llegado
Ya no nacen como yo yo soy raro
Shorty
To ask if I did something wrong
How I look, my hair
My face, it's so bad
I want the things that I never had
But it seems I can't get anywhere
I walk by
I'm not losing you
Catch me floatin' circles in my fishbowl
Keep things fresh
She said that I should change my clothes
I exaggerate the life we
Liked by the thugs, liked by the nerds
I'm real super, hot in the eighties
Even Austin Powers'd say "Yeah baby"
The hip-hopper, unpredictable showstopper
Jimmy Kimmel: My guest tonight is a
21-time Grammy award winning performer
Who last month threatened his very existence
By threatening one
the coastline,
smoking cigarettes out my window
All I ever dream of
is a trip to San Francisco
Driving down the coastline
wishing things could be this simple
and packed
And my bags is at the door
[LJ] Well don't forget your leather bomber
Where we're goin it's kinda cold
I'ma go and kiss my momma
your bidness
Uh
I don't know bout you but my money going up
We getting millies by the minute
Yeah
Ask me how im living ask me how im feelin'
I aint
on'n'n'on'n'on on'n'on,
The beat don't stop until the break of dawn
I said M-A-S, T-E-R, a G with a double E,
I said I go by the unforgettable name
Of the man
Discuss these one thing i ask by don francisco Lyrics with the community:
Report Comment
We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.
If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly.
Attachment
You need to be logged in to favorite.
Log In