Lyrics:
And I wouldn't trade
Trade her for the world
(Wouldn't trade her for the world)
I wasn't easy to Love
No
Sorry for all the hell
I put you Through mama
What ya hear this time
Go on and speak ya mind
I know somebody's lying
It's always something
Her auntie told your cousin
Then all your homies
like a beautiful crime scene, in fact it's a
Spectacular Halle Berry, Vivica massacre
Left behind by a serial bachelor
Fall back, y'all, I really
runnin across they faces
Temporarily trade places
I define hip-hop and transcend it
Take linear time and bend it
The figures flyin, forever told niggas
Two men rode in from the south, a rainy autumn night
The Sky above and the mud below
They walked into the Deacon's bar, they were Mexican by sight
Besides two chicks at the same damn time
I wanna rip up beats from my man kloud nine
I wanna dip down state or whatever you call it
My new found
I'm goin' buy me the fall
And get a Myspace lick (yeah)
You know how many hits Myspace gets (yeah)
Man it's like I'm hurting feelings just by telling
Midnight, you heavy laden, it's midnight
Come on and trade in your old dreams for new
Your new dreams for old
I know where they're bought
I know
Midnight, you heavy laden, it's midnight
Come on and trade in your old dreams for new
Your new dreams for old
I know where they're bought
I know
Midnight, you heavy laden, it's midnight
Come on and trade in your old dreams for new
Your new dreams for old
I know where they're bought
I know
target audience
Cause it's obvious
I've gone astray
Losing my way like Timberlake
Produced by Timberland on that goddamn FutureSex/LoveSounds
What's
I'ma do ya
Once upon a time I up the roof and gimme the cruiser
[Chorus]
[2nd Verse-Yella]
I be the jack of all trades don't make me splizit, your
cousins
A toast to the West,
Courtesy of the South,
Brought to ya by Colt Ford, people all aboard.
It's the Midnight Rider, call me Baby Bocephus
For
be in
I want to talk about the pay gap and how it makes me cross
But not so much that I get labelled as a troublemaker by my straight white boss
It looks to me at fifty-five
We're on the Eve of Destruction
It looks to me thru my eyes
Pt. two is coming!
It looks to me at fifty-five
We're
wouldn't admit it
You listened to me blab about my issues for hours
Offer incredible advice, gave me a hug when I was finished
Am I a jack of all trades
Umm Pt.2
Performer：Anna hisbbuR
Composer ：Anna hisbbuR
Lyricist ：Anna hisbbuR
Arranger ：Anna hisbbuR
Producer ：Anna hisbbuR
Hold up babe
Feel
economy
Now they play games, pretend it's about names
It's a scheme for unequal trade
Imagine the largest companies today
If all of their employees got no
fight my foes
Keep it all on the low, keep it all on the low
Send her to the store, tell that girl to paint her toes
When lil shawty come back she gon'
driven by desire
make that move on me
it's time for you to see
that my world's on fire!!!!!!!
CHORUS(2x)
Shake, shake, shake, shake, shake it mi amor
my bones
Make my legs hustle
Mr jack of all trades
Make my Ps double
Want a piece of every pie
Coz I stay hungry
And I aint really got the time
All I
It's all of the world that we dance for (We dance for)
Flying out the gates with angels by my back
Blood is on the floor coz the devil's in my tracks
the score
Give about a year or two then I'll show myself door
Slide dip I'm in this bitch (Aay)
One big burst then I'll call it quits (Aay)
Rap longevity is
your hard work gets you
My heart bursts through my chest I'm rescued
So forget what the rest do
I'm blessed to do it with two of who are the best
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