Lyrics:
there comes a time
When you want to share your heart
Give up everything
And just lose yourself in love
I'll take every little thing I do
And give
cause
Fuck a CON, fuck a P.O. man
You cowards lose, screw you in your county blues
See our views is to get money like Howard Hughes do
Limited
(Chorus)
I wanted more than a good time
You swear you’re the last thing on my mind
You swear we’re only fucking just to past time
I’m telling you
too much power
Play with Dwight Howard
Because he is a tower
I'm not a flower
Jump in the sky
And say god by
I have the fucking pain
Why you say my
gold (all, all that glitters is not gold, all good is not reality)
Now all I know, I know all these things (real is what you lays on me)
Yeah, yeah,
jones
Kpor well
This is PH city
This is PH city you dey jones
Abobi kpor well
This is PH city
This is PH city
Yo kpor well na this is PH city
Kpor well na
is PH city (you dey jones?)
Kpor well
This is PH city
This is PH city (you dey jones?)
Abobi kpor well
This is PH city
This is PH city
Yo. Kpor well na
to the nude
Dont plan to excuse
We win or we lose
We fight till we do
Jon jones good no fu*k up confuse
Don't compare to these guys even real be skewed
Jealous
a true love
For life and all the simple things, it's been a long year
I see it all clear
We think of life in the physical, yo music is a miracle
Cause
fazbear, we can last longer than 5 nights.
This is good love it’s not poisonous and obnoxious.
But I’d beat my meat to you like Stallone in rocky.
Our love
Larenz Tate
To that Love Jones
She said
“You’re All You Need To Get By”
Method Man, Mary J. Blige
You got a onion booty
But I hit it so good
That I’m
I’m
is the right thing to do
I am a positive force in my community
People emulate me
People love me
The universe responds by bringing me
Even more
3-1-2 and that’s on me
T.T.G x F.O.B.Y
M.T.E all family All love
Chi-town blowin up Shorty what’s
Good
Had to slide up and say what’s up
(Wassup wassup)
Is that her?
Damn she's hot, holy shit
I don't think I can walk out there by myself
Alright you and I we'll walk out
Sounds good man, want to bring
introduced himself
He heard a man yell
Chorus
Don't play any love songs
Mistrer play us one you know is strong
One by haggard, hank or jones
You'll get
pulling up my jack jones
I said I like
How the wind it whistles
They go I'm bending back bone
Don't you just live
The nightly visuals
Said baby I love your
Too much truth
Too much love
He won't survive
Might be to late
By the time He recognize
That's what I see
When I read between the lines
The tree leaves
(cause)
No be by force no be by chance lll
No be my foe no be my friend yeah yeah
People forget, good things that we do, good things that we do
Good things
disrespectful
Y'all know I don't care 'bout these niggas
Happy New Year
Tekashi got snatched by the feds, he done
I'm like, "Damn, why they doin' that to 50
dedicated to you)
And you others, better than me
Mrs. Jones, don't feel disgraced baby
Because I love your soul your got it together type thing
Diana
times.
We got by on what we made
And we made love everyday
And honey, those were the good times.
Now, this house is an empty place
Satin sheets and lots
they just don't mean me
No doggone good
My landlady came by my apartment
She came by just to make up my bed
But it took her all night long
Can you
Doing dirty work but the whips clean
Notice the Jones's
All of what they have is for the showing even notices on doors or for closures
I'm trying
Is it too much to ask
I just wanna be loved by you
I just wanna understand you
Franck jones got lost in time
He wish he could live in 1969
If he could
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