Lyrics:
get everything you ever wanted baby
That's my word
Trust, my niggas come home from long bids
They check for me before they see their own kids
I
Then pray I don't wake up to it
But it's like a tick
Sucking me dry til I flinch
I'd rather die than do this
Don't make me cry like I'm still a kid
part of me is hoping this woman can recognize while my eyes are locked on her eyes but my mind is between her thighs
I'm trying to lay by her side
that Bob Marley did
Snorting up that shit that killed Elvis kid
I'm looking paler than Michael Jackson skin
Living a life like Pac and Big
Cause I party
and you're Forever Young
I'm just a kid in the stand waiting for the show
I clap my hands
'Cause you're my favorite song
I just wanna sing along
And it goes
For I knew not a face in the crowds that went by
Gone forever are the pals that I love
There isn't a trace or a sign
Of that regular honest
For I knew not a face in the crowds that went by
Gone forever are the pals that I love
There isn't a trace or a sign
Of that regular honest
For I knew not a face in the crowds that went by
Gone forever are the pals that I love
There isn't a trace or a sign
Of that regular honest
For I knew not a face in the crowds that went by
Gone forever are the pals that I love
There isn't a trace or a sign
Of that regular honest
and then praising Him forever
Well anyone and everyone, come on join us for a good time
We are breaking all the rules, by praising God with your gift of cool
(This a Big E beat)
"Young Money All-Stars" on the way
Put the party in the bag, now hand it over
Aight, wait a minute, wait a minute, wait
(I have no legs)
(I have no leg)
(I have no leg)
Come by the party, get zooted, B?
Uh
Look
Good evening
Yeah, uh
When I party in New
you sit right next to me
by the sunset you said forever
I remember The first Date at Disneyland
Feel my pulse in your hands
You are my neverland
Back
ROAR, Timbaland tree, weed galore
Mc's with gusto y'all ain't neva seen befo'
El producto, pass that, ya puff too slow
That's what's up, yo, the kid
ROAR, Timbaland tree, weed galore
Mc's with gusto y'all ain't neva seen befo'
El producto, pass that, ya puff too slow
That's what's up, yo, the kid
we must
Fulfill!
Now, it is my privilege to introduce our distinguished alumnus
Who wrote that song here twenty-five years ago
Whe great
Uh
I was a kid in the basement
Sinkin' in a wasteland
Worried 'bout my problems
Writin' songs to face them
Pen and paper after class
Slackin' off
For I knew not a face in the crowds that went by
Gone forever are the pals that I love
There isn't a trace or a sign
Of that regular honest
I might be a dreamer
No more calling this a party living larger then life
Broke down reality check last month I was broke twice
Stole my wallet
The year's boutta change
Think of who done changed up the years
Sure we got gifts and the snow songs
But think of where matter done came from
It
the back
It's a party, invite us everyone
We can dance till we die in the morning sun
It's a kids heart party and we're having fun
We can dance till we die
Ida-linn, this song is for you
Feels like it was yesterday, us playing beats, we was just fifteen
I sing and you rap and your mama gave us popcorn
it to morn
Party tonight - take the world by storm
With this platform turn a cold world warm
People must be playing
Playing playing
They don't know
rappers by day's end
Yet they lack the skill niggas don't really rap for real
I clap the steel you 100 yard dash like it was track and field
Cut from a rare
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