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the sun
Here having fun
Hangin' out on the beach and drinking.
As I packed my bags, couldn't help but laugh
As I got to thinking.

Can you really be
are you now?
As we rearrange these songs again
This mix could burn a hole in anyone
It was you I was thinking of
It was you I was thinking of

I
engle"
She said you look like you rap
Where's your bling'e
And yours clothes is tight
But you don't seem gay
I said naw
That's dude from NSYNC'e
She wasn't
your bling'e?
And yours clothes is tight but you don't seem gay
I said naw, thats dude from NSYNC'e
She wasn't married, kept her ring on her pinky
She
and mix

Said your mistaken if your thinking that I haven't been called cold before
As you bit into your strawberry lace
And then a flip in your attention
write another ballad
Mix it on a Wednesday
Sell it on a Thursday
Buy a yacht by Sunday
It's a love song
A love song
Do another interview
Sing
bent my knee and hailed!?
Walk in God-like.
Immortal cryin',
What were you thinking as you took the hammer
in your hand and nailed?

I'm your black
my paint change to blue
By the way my paint change to red, you would swear I'm claiming that too
Yeah they be banging that Whoo Kid, and be banging
just the police
We kill each other just lost another brother
Fast living will get you took
Thinking it can't happen to you and then it do
Off crooked
in the front yards
They hide and seek and laugh
I can almost hear you thinking
How could these days go by so fast

And no rear view could picture
A romantic interlude  [x5]

While driving I was thinking, as you slept in my lap
I was thinking of the things we could be doing, baby
Back at my flat, you
my by back to touch their rim if I gotta
My alma mater be that I follow
I bite whatever that's looking tasty, water it down then swallow
I hope you
just the police
We kill each other just lost another brother
Fast living will get you took
Thinking it can't happen to you and then it do
Off crooked
So unimpressed but so in awe
Such a saint but such a whore
So self aware so full of shit
So indecisive so adamant

I'm contemplating thinking
Y'all can't get with the Mix-A-Lot show
The man you love to hate ain't phased by the fakes
If you want to playa hate
Eat a big 'ole snake

It's
and I'm your son,
I come undone

So write another ballad
Mix it on a Wednesday
Sell it on a Thursday
Buy a yacht by Sunday
It's a love song
A love song

Do
I saw you walking round the house tonight
Trying to catch a glimpse of what's inside
Driven by some mix of curiosity
And a bit of nostalgia

This
let's rely

There are times, when you'll need someone
I will be by your side
There is a light, that shines
Special for you, and me

Yo, yo, check it
It's
hip-hop
And I can catch you in the mix from beauty to thrift shop
Plus you ship hop when it's time to, thinking you fresh
Suggesting beats I should rhyme
Pills that you mix with wine
That your husband and you aren't having sex anymore
That you got married for the money
It's been positively proved that
Pills that you mix with wine
That your husband and you aren't having sex anymore
That you got married for the money
It's been positively proved that
no abortion, had a son
By the name of Seven
And he's five
By the time I do this mix, he'll probably be six
You do the arithmetic
Me do the language
shit hella weak, But so far from sticking me And these wack
muthafuckers Don't mix
Like music to drive by and way to funky
So these nigga's get ate quick
Consistently hounded by you MC pests 
If you really want to learn from me 
Don't waste time in burnin' me 
'cause ignorance and inexperience does not concern
[Verse 1]
Who ever said that you couldn't succeed
When your heart bleeds you need on your knees and you begging please
And if it ever came your way