her with her attractive ass you get her them matching bags i get her to pack them bags get straight in that taxi cab cause later my bachelor pad i
never know who to trust And just when you get enough, a target you will become That's just the hater way It's the devil's perpetuation, tryin' to make my innocence It's my
game Be my head coach so you can put me in And never take me off 'til you can taste the win Do it again and again 'til you say my name And by the way
I got my cup filled up, all the way to the brim, brim, brim, brim Black on black Cadillac with the custom trim, trim, trim, trim Smoke fillin' up my lungs
my thang honey buns dum dums coconut cream cut her up clean cuz she sweeter then my swisha i give her cap a key everytimes i get wit her shes my cover
Intelligent too, ooh, you're my sweetheart I've always liked my women book and street smart Long as they got a little class like half days And the confidence to overlook my
, baby Just keep on shaking my love I won't stop, baby, won't stop, baby Until you get enough Party, karamu, fiesta, forever Baby, I like it The way
cut that rope, Para-shoot gone Love is jumping off a bridge and I'm going right behind ya' There's only one way to go and it's not that way running
your ass And make you never forget I'm gonna ask you to stop, thought I liked you a lot But I'm really upset Get out of my head, get off of my bed Yeah
'm not just simply aging Yeah, how could that be logical? Just keep on cramming ideas down my throat Oh, oh, oh, oh You don't have to believe me But the way I, way
Every last time I come home I take my last chance to burn a bridge or two I only keep myself this sick in the head ?Cause I know how the words get you
The way we're wearing anchors on our shirts When being anchored aboard just feels like a curse My mind is a safe and if I keep it then we all get rich My
minute, let me do my thing that I still won't steal my drink So many girls so we need champagne, relax, maintain Wait a minute, let me do my thing that
watchin' TV And I'm always, oh so bored at home I get up, I get out Drive my car way downtown Keep on calling, but you're never around See my friends
because I like the way it hurts Just gonna stand there and hear me cry Well, that's alright because I love the way you lie I love the way you lie I
see in the night with, we leading the lifeless Sometimes I just wanna play some shows, make some dough Take it home, lay in my bed, and stay in my safety
let it ride I'm just gonna take a minute and let it breeze How did Mandela get the will to surpass the everyday When injustice had him caged and trapped in every way
house and say "Do you'll need anything from town?" He'd say, "No, but why don't you'll Stop on your way back home And I'll get Laura Mae To cook up