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old
Only 364 days to go

Max got his bike
I swear, that kid
He's got it parked right by his bed
Jenny sure loves her puppy too
I'm not sure just
Cole World
Oh yeah

This is for all the fans that waited, the bitch niggas that hated
Old hoes we dated, look mama, we made it
Your son out in
forever mourned

[Keyshia Cole]
No one else can do
What you do for me
Take me away from the pain
I feel inside
It's going to be alright
It will be
Written by pam reswick/steve werfel

Background vocals: natalie cole

Let me look at you, just look at you

You're a sight for sore eyes, yes you are
on tonight
Got the party going
Gonna keep it rolling just as long as we can
Yeah it's on tonight
Getting down with it
Filling up and lifting up a drink in
This is for all the fans that waited, the bitch niggas that hated
Old hoes we dated, look mama, we made it
Your son out in Barbados, cheese eggs
forever mourned

[Keyshia Cole]
No one else can do
What you do for me
Take me away from the pain
I feel inside
It's going to be alright
It will be
climb it and set the bar so high that you gotta get Obama
to force the air force to find it
Never mind it, you'll never reach that
Cole is the hypnotist,
If you're not having any luck with the girls
You need to step into the spotlight world
Watch some movies with steve mcqueen
Get some music by bb
Living on the street
Tonight's a lonely place to be all right, oh lord
The rhythm of the city, I don't find it pretty anymore
Like I did before
movin in your jaws 
Swallow it baby 

Can I see your panties girl? You want to take em off 
Dye your hair blonde, hook up your weave and call Steve
gon' shiver tonight 
Know the game, it's ups and downs learnin the ropes 
26 years of age, just learnin to cope 
Came a long way but still got so far
Living on the street
Tonight's a lonely place to be all right, oh lord
The rhythm of the city, I don't find it pretty anymore
Like I did before
pills, but I'm thinkin' it's time for me to chill
'Cause I ain't tryin' to go to hell
I'm tryin' to get some head tonight, have a stripper in my bed
Chipmunks roasting on an open fire 
Hot sauce dripping from their toes 
(â??Oh! That tickles!â??) 
Yuletide squirrels fresh filleted by the choir
(myles goodwyn/steve lang)
Published by goody two tunes, inc. - bmi

I had a date, and the hour was late
I was hitch-hikin' in the rain
The cars were
to get wit dis
It's goin down tonight, up in the town tonight
Rollin vegas on omega wit tha chronic sin
Rolex on my wrist because I produce hits
Got them
Give me the cue
Skip the introduction
Proceed the lip function
The junction get rushed by some grimy people busting weed
Splatter your melons like
tonight you're
A be entertained by; ike willis on guitar and vocals; tommy mars on keyboards and 'jeezus'. you're also going to be entertaining yourselves
the air if you tryna get stoned,
Tonight I'm puttin' on, I swear to god that's a 5,
Bitch I hit that high,
Yes I'm stoned,
Drinkin' on Obama,
It's
(steve segal/myles goodwyn)
Published by mfg sing sing music/deeny weeny publishing/socan - ascap

Ain't no time to fool around
Man I gotta hit this
and the Jungle Brothers..
I send this one out to my man Dino
Big Steve, and the whole 164th street posse, why'knahmsayin?
I send this one out to my man Willie Dee
of the map
And my, oh my to my surprise I landed on foreign soil
I was another planet, another world 
And it was populated by boys and girls, come
Go ahead call the cops come on

Girl what's it gonna take to have u close to me right by my side where u suppose to be they start to notice u when
your hands to it
Go ahead call the cops, come on

Girl what's it gonna take to have you close to me
Right by my side where you supposed to be
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