A I don't care what people say, E I'm gonna do things my way. Chorus: B7 I think I growing, A A7 I've got my own thing goin' E Leave me alone
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't trust a hoe Cause a hoe won't trust me. She wants to touch me whoa-oh. She wants to love me whoa-oh. She'll never leave me whoa-oh, woah-oh, oh, oh
home You could stay forever You won't leave it alone Welcome to the bush Take what you may need When shove comes to push You want me to leave CHORUS
leave her alone, girl She keep callin' me, callin' me, I try to leave her alone But she keep callin' me, callin' me and I gotta go Hold on, baby please, you can't leave
stop me bury murder me or drop me I got Thug Luv for my nationwide posse feel me Little thug from the land nigga never ran Motherfuckers out to get me
me bury murder me or drop me I got Thug Luv for my nationwide posse feel me [Layzie] Little thug from the land nigga never ran Motherf**kers out to get me
line) Get you and keep you In my band evermore (Now there's a new attack) Leave all the others on the shore (For me they'd swim to China) (To China
leave me alone. corous: intro: i got bricks on me, bricks on me. might as well say i got bricks on me.i could have bought 3 byrds wit dis watch on me
a ho Won't trust a ho 'cause the ho won't trust me She wants to touch me, woo ooh She wants to love me, woo ooh She'll never leave me woo ooh, woo ooh
house, I'm that flip Getting clip, or playing pool I can't help it I'm so damn cool Call me 'Dog' or leave me alone I'm riding in a Cadillac Fleetwood
the vents of hecklers and fans Either which way they all hop on the van The band, the band, here comes the band The tribe of fingers all on one hand Me
band was playin' and the singer was singin' something about going home She whispered, "Spanish Johnny, you can leave me tonight, but just don't leave me
bed butt-stankin' naked The deck is on me, here's some more condoms I think I wanna gee She said, my friend, it makes me wanna sing me, me, me, me, me
another papercut And now I'm stuck with a hand full of Band-Aids Until she comes back around like them ceiling fan blades Claims she loves me but she cuts me
lover, you wore me out, all you did was wreck my bed And in the morning kick me in the head Oh Maggie, I couldn't have tried any more You led me away
Who under who nigga? Far from an amateur, a money maker Leave your chick alone with me I bet I'll take her The game's taught me one thing, don't let
