Forget everything we know and leave it all behind, cause all we need is starry skies and dotted lines i don't know where i'm going, but i'm turning off
Take me, anywhere that you like Hold me, deep within. Do what you like Take me, anywhere. Warm the night Take
really quite a sweet guy When I buy you bathroom tissue, I always get the 2-ply Want it, you can get it, my dear I got my Costco membership card right here
Y'all feel me all ages and races Real sweet faces every different nation Spanish, Asian, Indian, Jamaican Black, White, Cuban or Asian I only came for 2 days of playing But
the knights only attack Niggas flipped it on they back, enormin this tracks We bombin these cats, like u.s. was bombin iraq [chorus 2x] [sweet mellodye
'm still here 'cause I been here from the start If I'm ever anywhere, anytime it gets ugly The dog is aight 'cause I know the streets love me It's more 2
yeh, yeh! [VERSE 1] Tell me how come here in Jamaica so many people still a fight rasta, Tell me how come down a East Fest dem neva charge Beenie Man but
I mean a red clue Wayne's here, su woo] Bet he felt that like the end of a pool cue But I ain't bangin' I ain't wavin' no flag I'm ATF but they ain't
the week guest ran thru sleep, got young niggaz willing to grind on your block wit a package of sweet (Starts singing) 'cause Free not stuck up See me anywhere
that cage He loves to watch my body rock on that stage I already know what he thinks He thinks hes fly think he got game But he aint shit to me He got
Martin Harrison] - Thank you. Your story doesn't work, Mrs. Hart. So try this emphasize. Fred Casely was a good time on the side but goofy here is a
better myself. (Miley smiles into space) Lilly:Miley, I know you want to get better but sucking on those lollipops isn't gonna do anything but rot your
chest laid out wit the FM 47 You think shit you can do will do but nobody But in the Yay, there ain't nuttin to do but catch bodies [Hook: The Game]
your chest laid out wit the FM 47 You think shit you can do will do but nobody But in the Yay, there ain't nuttin to do but catch bodies [Hook: The Game
guest ran thru sleep, got young niggaz willing to grind on your block wit a package of sweet (Starts singing) Cuz Free not stuck up See me anywhere,
