Lyrics:
what? You don’t need me?
I stress you out more, and you love me but you’re leaving?
Legs shaking, a pulse that I can hear racing
Prayers blazing, "God,
just wanna move with you)
You're diggin' my groove (you're diggin' my groove)
I look like a move to ya
Sip by sip, girl
Let me see the way that you
(Now I’m waiting)
Anticipating (Anticipating)
Who’s gonna get this (Get this)
Can you tell me who’s gonna make the next move?
The next move, the next
and done,
Called to the seed, right to the sun
Now that you find, now that you're whole
Seasons will pass you by,
I get up, I get down
I get up, I get
I'm in the game and I'm here to stay
I need y'all to move the fuck out the way
I'm asking now but I won't be later
Can only hate me if you're a hater
it I got it then shot it it's hot up in your dome
Peace with the chrome piece that I pack
Remember fuck around and catch a Mack to your back
Who
'm gonna shoot by the way
I said it's on by the way, I'm in the zone by the way
And you can call me Mr. Get 'Em Gone by the way
I did it by the way, I was
all of the creativity to
Only work for it's small box
And sell it back to you at a higher price
That’s what the fuck fashion is to me
I care about
tiiiiime, but now I see
That Heeeee resiiiiides, in me yeahhhhh yeah
[Ludacris]
Lord, forgive me for anytime a fan said I was bein rude
I'm only human, I
X-rated films
Of myself, running up in beauty queens
But let me tell y'all niggas the difference between y'all and me
You see, man I can tell all that
grab your nuts, duke
Cause that's the only way these niggas living in the 9-deuce
More murder by killing and slaying some shit
You fake on the two,
can stop me
Till them feds pick me up, or them boys pop me
There's only three things that make mac not act like beans
Amatullah tisha, po aldin,
You're nobody, til somebody, kills you
(I don't wanna die, God tell me why)
You can be the s***, flash the fattest five (that's right)
Have the biggest
the streets grow worse
Fuck the whole world kid my money comes first
Cause I'm out for the gusto, and trust nobody
If you're not family, then you die by me
[Nas]
I shot my way out my mom dukes
I shot my way out my mom dukes
They must want to keep me, cause 4 months past and I'm still alive
Guess I got
on back
That's how you move, bring it on back
Jitterbugs keep pumpin'! Why you frontin'?
On the Bart, I'll keep the house jumpin'
Everybody follow me
thing)
Way back I was cheatin'
You want to get even, but I ain't goin' out like that
If I apologize for all the lies
Oh, believe me girl, I'm sorry
'll do life
I advise you to stop; yo' money don't buy you stripes
Only thing that money brings is fake niggaz and problems
Followed by niggaz who hate fake
to move that work for me
Niggas wanna ride my wave, bitches wanna surfboard me
All I want is courtesy, who cares about the radio?
And you can take
they don't know that you're gonna be my wife one day
You know, you're gonna have kids and all these big dreams and shit
But dad loves you. I love you
Who
be near her
Imagine what it's like for you to hear that
I am not the one who hurt you
Why do I even have to tell you
You're going through things I
that
I only want you more which means that
If I can't feel for me then I can't feel for you
And it only hurts because I wanna love you
But I can't and I
a picture on a magazine
She's no you, she's no you
No one's ever gonna get to me
Oh, the way you do,
Now baby can't you see,
That you're the one, the only
know, but you're going to get a big funeral in this country
And they'll play your music for two days
Who's going to do that?
It's far out isn't it,
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