Lyrics:
Niggas, I'm still grinding (yeah), I still hearing those sirens
I'm still getting chased by those lights
Only the light's lime, and my mic's
The ones that stood by me like soldiers
You were there
I know you love me
But I'm still waiting for the Lord to come hug me
Send a sign or somethin'
The ones that stood by me like soldiers
You were there
I know you love me
But I'm still waiting for the Lord to come hug me
Send a sign or somethin'
of the moment more clutch
So what I do with Rich-Entertainment? Power moves
Created Multimedia Art this is Tru (it’s true)
Apparel wearing monkey dude (dude) I
[Chorus: Ashanti]
You came into my world and taught me thangs
And I can't lie cause boy you did yo' thangs
Feel like I'm floatin when I hear yo'
the chamber of your ear
In a high-pitched silent tone only a dog could hear
And impregnante you, with the wisdom of the wu
Then your sub-conscious dreams come
and factions
Are vying for our attention
There is no truth in the bone
And anarchy is never mentioned
It's a multimedia engine
Gathering heat from the nation
second ride
But when I saw your sweet wranglers walk on by
You were the only thing
On my 1 track mind
I want to give you all the things you like
And you
Knowin' that I should go (I should go)
Even when I pack my bags
There's somethin' always holdin' me back (Ashanti)
I ain't with the runnin' back
You
still getting chased by those lights
Only the light's lime, and my mic's on
And my time is none, because I'm writing more
I don't hear to meet a soul
a show with Ja
Yo Pierre, you wanna come out here?
Did a show with Ja, soon as I left the spot
Pulled over by the cops, them bitches found my Glock
we was homies
But you comin' at me like you don't know me
You think you do, but you're probably wrong
I'm surrounded by more babies than Ashanti songs,
you'll get bodied
Killers do killings for hobbies
I want a bad singing bitch to ride by me
Like Whitney did Bobby
With the future I'll take Ashanti
I'll
Oh I swear I'll never leave u(why)
People have lied to ya
By ya side ill show ya
The way a girl needs to roll
You don't need alota money
Im ready come
everything of what you can’t
Now what’s yo fate
VERSE 2
Well I saved the girl in enough time
No mumble speak all clear rhymes
Like Ashanti always on time
make it
Y'all claim y'all eatin but y'all really Ghandi
Oh, you talkin that tough shit but you won't come and harm me
Need a bitch, look like Ashanti
You nigga lazy recliner I'm Deion when he played for the niners
Cooking the track I just put it in a timer
My ex was bad my new bitch is finer
Drip in
by myself , I dont need no man
You could smell the loud all in the air, bitch you know its me
Give a lick a choice like different flavors I got more
Jumpin off the porch
Forty tracks in two months
And they ain't all about pussy
Cause I switch my flows up
Ain't no indirect shot
You hoes need
kill for that pussy got me going vigilante
That soft pink matter, yeah you know that cotton candy
Got me going foolish, got me all Ashanti
You whipped by
saint-like in pure white, he's
Photographed as he walks not only by us
But by everyone else who
Happens to be at the beach
Today young teenagers with iPhones
Ahhhhhh
I just want you to know... that... through out it all...
It's only you that stuck by me...
and for that... I thank you... I love you
in the Bullets, the richness Ashanti
General minerals digging and farming
Hello Samora , I'm joyous agora
Loving you now
Cheers to Maputo that
Gah damn fucking with it
Fucking with it for real
I only know a few things man
You lose money chasing these bitches
But you never lose these bitches
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