that Got too many girls and I aint lettin' go 'Cause my life is great and you ain't nothin' but a ho Yeah, you come to my shows and you very supportive
Uh, life on the rocks, too hard to swallow So we get high 'till it feel like the sky low Ya'll boys just a bunch of pussy cats milo Money is the song,
time a DJ's task Was just to play records, what more could you ask? But then came remixes, scratching and cuts Which was too much for many,
' choice Muthafucka So niggas is forced to do dirt So niggas is forced to do dirt So niggas is forced to do dirt So niggas is forced to do dirt So niggas
[Jay] haters, haters, these niggas is haters! and i made myself so easy to love yeah, yeah [Kanye] How much they hate it, very kiss girls like Katy Perry
man cant be what her man cant be my jewelery game fridgy- white watch blizzard Crocodile lizzard pinky ring ignorant; im careful who i step too when i step too
lose it, know that you still do it What's the point in livin' if you don't wanna dance? Fabrications complicate the world in a web Too much useless information plays with your head Very
the very edge don't be afraid, afraid of letting go (chorus) Too much riding on the rhythm too much gliding by the range too much
) You made me a prisoner (Prisoner of love) And you made me love you (Prisoner of love) Take your shackles of love and go away (Prisoner of love) 'Cause I love you so much
After a while we took in the clothes Nobody said very much Just some old wild shirts and a couple pairs of pants Which nobody really wanted to touch
they say I work too hard Not really, when it comes to lovin' you You've got my overtime, you bring me peace of mind And there's so much more I'd like
that very special someone You can share all your dreams with is so hard to find And it used to be like me to settle for the physical But these days it ain't too
I must be crazy now Maybe I dream too much But when I think of you I long to feel your touch To whisper in your ear Words that are old as time Words
You've got to pick up the pieces C'mon, sort your trash You better pull yourself back together Maybe, you've got too much cash Better call, call the
On a river so gray, that's running much too fast I'm a hostage on my own The air I breathe is stale and I'm planning my escape Without a destination
very own Scotch tape dispenser And I got a private parking space, ha And I got a coffee mug with my, with my name right on it In big bold letters so
t think we are! You're close! (Close!) So very, very close! (Close!) Aaw, baby, you're close! (Close!) So close! But no cigar!" Missed it by that much
no wonder that the food is so gross The health department is afraid to come close So everybody better hold your nose In the school cafeteria today So listen very
