Lyrics:
a time I had love in my life
Sweet memories are left to fill up my nights
Under the stars
There's nothing greater than love
I missed it so long by
money talks, I told it speak your mind
All my niggas for-lifers, and all my bitches one-nighters
And all my hoes curvaceous, and all their clothes are
What a movement, the rap solution
It thumps so hard we got 'em world wide usin' them
Tracks from Black for satisfaction
The role of captain played by
played by Samuel L. Jackson
Yo ill insanity that's cold and morbid
But when I'm in your orbit you soul absorb it
A real raw nigga won't fold or forfeit
I got obsessions
I got obsessions
You wanna talk
I don’t wanna talk
So teach me a lesson
Shawty I stay
Surrounded by hate
And praying for blessings
call it drivers healing
Mile by mile
Everything time we talk I feel the back and forth
But when we get on the phone we both keep going ghost
Why’s this
at night
I guess we'll never win
Just know I'll always fight
I'll take your hand
Take me to the lawless land
We'll shop for retro socks
And they'll think we
Rapper by day, but I'm a dad by night
You can have all the money, but your time finite
Uh, yeah, you know we doin' it right
Family over everything's
cause of you
I can admit when I'm the problem it's just not the only truth
And if I had a couple issues should I talk them out with you
Or would you say
of them niggas that'll hit ya at night
Man we got that white girl
And wigga talk bout uh price to make it right for you
And if you like that alright
night
We ain't gonna ever admit to it that's right
Yo friend a dime
Tell her to come thru we in the tub by nine
We get on the yacht and I
Make you feel
night
We ain't gon' ever admit to it that's right
Yo friend a dime
Tell her to come thru we in the tub by nine
We get on the yacht and I
Make you feel
Through these troubled times
I’ll be by your side
Wide away in the dead of night
Let’s not talk about
Never wanna talk about
Fear chasing me through my mind
Through these troubled times
I’ll be by your side
Wide away in the dead of night
Let’s not talk about
Never wanna talk about
Fear chasing me through my mind
sure you listen up well
And don't miss shit 'cause this bitch be bad as hell
Truth of the matter is, I splatter kids
That talk shit in a gangster's
sure you listen up well
And don't miss shit 'cause this bitch be bad as hell
Truth of the matter is, I splatter kids
That talk shit in a gangster's
These are the tales, the freaky tales
The tales that I tell so well
These are the tales, the freaky tales
These are the tales, the freaky tales
Infatuated by my Intoxication
Bar, Bartender
Wont you serve me another
Needing something to forget
Momma she wouldn't be proud
We ain't kids no more, we don't
man stops and talks
But the walking man walks
Well the frost is on the pumpkin
And the hay is in the barn
Pappy's come to rambling on
Stumbling
I was dealt
I've been living well
I'm far from hell (yeah)
(By myself, by myself, do it by myself, yeah)
(With the cards i was dealt)
(I've been
Last ditch effort to communicate
If you hear my voice, then it might not be too late
You feel my heart that we're tied by fate
Well, come on, come
Well we meet on the corner
And we talk all night
About our wealth situation
At a rock'n' Roll drive
We go cruisin'
So the conversation turns to wise
don't tease
Just dance on
Don't try and kiss me now, dance on
You might be feeling quite romantic
But I'll dance cheek to cheek
Or we'll miss
closer
Dudes approach her
Lightly
Want to be her lover and she obliges
Likes to cuddle under the covers by candlelit fires
Oblivious to lying schemes
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