I'm sorry, so sorry, that I was such a fool I didn't know, love could be so cruel Oh, oh, oh, oh, uh-oh, oh, yes You tell me mistakes Are part of being
the heart don't lie And that's all that I need, yeah Someone else to cling to, yeah Someone I can lean on until I don't need to Just stay all through
And I was wondering Could I just be you tonight And I was wondering Could I just be you tonight And I was wondering And I was wondering Yeah, and I was wondering I
once or twice I wasn't fair I wasn't nice But now I've got myself together When I promise to be better you say Whoa, I'll believe you when Whoa, I'll
I Used To Be How I Used To Be I'm Just A Little Unwell How I Used To Be How I Used To Be I'm Just A Little Unwell
I get close to something beautiful Then I feel love because I know I'll never have it for too long I've been everywhere I'm like an institution I fell
I'll stick around and see how bad it gets I'll settle down and deal with old regrets You know I, I adore you I can't let you go, can't let you go You
Cause if there's a distance here between us Well, it's you & I & I, I, I, I I will stop Well, I, I don't wanna thank you Honey, I don't think so You'
I and I Well buddy something you better get straight I ain't got no room in my life Pick up the anchor set it swinging And well stop well I - I don
fuck me slow shawty [I-20] Do I make you horny baby? If you need it, I can eat, 'fore you skeet it Stop it you should warn me baby Pussies get swollen, I
slow shawty [I-20] Do I make you horny baby? If you need it, I can eat, 'fore you skeet it Stop it you should warn me baby Pussies get swollen, I
Houston, bounce Yeah, I like that Chingaling, bounce Nate Dogg, I 20 Trackstars Yeah, I like that Whoa, ooh, whoa, ooh Whoa, ooh, whoa I like that, I
(C.Kirschner) Beat programmed by Prince Paul, Prince Pawl Music (BMI) Produced by Concetta and Curtis Curtis (BMI) Xtra Samples
Mike Linn Vox: Concetta Produced by Curtis Curtis and Concetta (BMI) I like Sex. I like Sex. I like Sex. I like Sex. I like sex in the mornin like sex
that I love Hold me now It's hard for me to say I'm sorry I just want you to know Hold me now I really want to tell you I'm sorry I could never let
We will be strong Oh yes, we will be strong And I believe That if I'm crying While I write these words Is it absurd? Or am I being real? I believe
keep telling me I'm great like Gatsby Caught like a felony, you can't slide past me I'm low-key, kind of anti-flashy Then I'm OG up in a black tie classy
bread nigga I-20 meet the dealer 'cuz I'm out on bail I broke free and I ain't never goin' back to jail ATL's Eastside says I'm back from Hell Reintroduced
