different age, as the links span Our endless caresses for the freedom of life everlasting. Talk to the sunlight caller Soft summer mover distance mine Called
lies with you Wait all the more regard your past School gates remind us of our class Chase all confusion away with us Stand on hills of long forgotten
(Can I have a kiss) Can I have a kiss from (Can I have a kiss) For old times' sake, no Been a long time since I've called you mine Sure would love to see us
Call me home Is anybody out there at Haul me home Is anybody out there at all Have we forgot our brothers Have we forgot our kin Have we forgot who loves us
I mean a nigga did a lot of waitin' We ain't married but tonight I need some consummation May the Lord forgive us, may the God's be with us And that
I talk about you 24/7 But she don't know you like I know you Slim, no one does She don't know what it was like? For people like us growing up You've gotta call
escape us, haters No matter how hard you try You can't stop us now No matter how hard you try You can't stop us now You can't stop us now
liver!" Well, I was gonna say something But my cell phone started to ring Now who could be callin' me? Well I checked my caller ID It was just cousin Larry callin
I could see you, I wish I could call you, but all I can say is you was one of the rawest/ You had to move on without us, before us/ Crack a beer an I
out Whenever you ready to rumble my nigga just meet us outside of the club Ready to slang slugs nigga done got to drunk and forgot that we claim MO'
waitin' for niggas to plot to rob me Nigga that can explain the reason you fucked up, bleedin' Never forgot about guns, never forgot how to load 'em Never forgot
used to all the finer thangs Infatuated by what money brangs It seems to me you hoes will never change So all that's left is for us to exchange I called
't let 'em talk so I can hear I don't want to hear it." Cause the truth about fried eggs, you can call it a fried egg, you can call it anything you
much anymore He sits, he stares out the backdoor screen And all the news just repeats itself Like some forgotten dream that we've both seen Someday I'll go call
Vickie Eydie is not the kind performer who goes around singing any old kind of song she wants to sing, you understand! No, this act, what can I call
Once upon a midnight dreary, as I pondered, weak and weary Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly
[Verse 1 - Gudda Gudda] They call me Young Gudda, I'm all about the dough still, And anybody in my way, roadkill, Everything my hands touch turn to gold
falcon Or maybe a hawk can shoot my free throw Young money key go lock it in the door Man I swore we can't go now the beat are made for us Young money