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Dancing in the moonlight with my lover
Twirling and grooving to stand the test of time
The handheld grasp of wanting you to be mine
Each time
I catch

Test my patience little opp you gon awaken the fire in me
Boom boom boom, blow up the opps cause they tryna be me
Last time I checked my fit, I got 35

say
I'm a make it I'm a make it
You know that time is money
I ain't waiting I ain't waiting
You gonna give what I want
Or I'm a take it I'm a take it

I don't got a lot of time left
I don't got a lot of time left
I just want to take you and undress
I just want to take you and be best
Taste your lips

scarred I'm far from broken
Deflated nearly depressed
At night sometimes I can't rest
Thinking about times I was so pressed
Life a movie or is it a test
I'm

Gangster of Love

Geto Boys

The Best of Geto Boys & Scarface

2008

Gangster of love


I've never been played by a ho!
If the bitch is acting stupid,
She's got to go!
Some mutherfuckers [missadden']
If she fucks with

Love Games

Pretty Maids

Future World

1987

Now wait a minute baby
Don't leave me, don't go
We'll work it out like we've done before
Another lonely night
Without you by my side
Can't take

the club
We throwed them hunnids not no ones

Throwing them hunnids we fuck them
Whole by the firm

Step in the club
Pocket full of hundred, no ones

Choppa

Everybody's got the answer
Yet the question still remains, yea
Do you see the difference
Or is the problem still the same
All by my self all by my

longer hold you back now
I know I'm not the one you will consume
Cause by time I feel your energy
My mind will hit the moon yeah

Feeling blessed
Unshaken

mine, dinner by  candlelight, romantic times
Complimentary whispers got her blushing like she's camera shy 
My dandelion, gave me a son & a daughter

I'm looking at the folder, all the fabricated love songs
Those times were long gone, faking romantic bonds
Counting the wrongs, all the past should

about her money, you can tell by how her hips walks.
She don't need no pity, yeah she always sip that top notch.
Beamer, Benz, or Bentley, either ways she

[Verse 1]

I'd like to sing an R&B sweet as you like
But my voice is underground my voice can't fly high
I'd makin  somethin' romantic but you know

enjoying reality
At the same time got stung by a bee
Real stories
We not faking anything
Wish we were chilling on a summer day,
Being together, not miles

was so great
By the time
We arrived
In Paris
Oh, the lights of Paris!
Well, her room was mine
And there
Is where
We bare
Our ooh la la la's
Oh yeah

And it shows
Know their diamonds never really gleam
Why they think they'll only win by bringing down the other teams?
I don't know
Y'all don't give a fuck

a seething throb
I lashed out in anger
 Because I missed the times
 We spent together 
Side by side
I thought you were my past
Present and future
Those

Where to hear rather than to feel
Since whether in fact we were juicy
And fell to the ground
Sugaring together weekly lit
By a light from the first floor

unphased. No

It wasn't the popular answer
And consequently, not the one he expected
But I could see he felt refreshed by my candor
Society says we're all

wedding planning
Any interruption blddddd
Get vanished baby is we in love
Is this romantic hurt a couple times baby I can't manage like
What's wrong with me

not afraid to ride
I hope I'm not afraid to die like I've been scared to love
I hope that when my time comes I come prepared enough
So tell me how you

yo, g-g-g-ina

Remember them days when we first started
Right by my side through all the hard shit
Fuck all them hoes you know where my heart is

yo, g-g-g-ina

Remember them days when we first started
Right by my side through all the hard sh**
Fuck all them h**s you know where my heart is