Lyrics:
WRITER TIM WILLIAMS
DAY BY DAY
SEEMS LIKE YOU DRIFT AWAY
MAYBE IT'S JUST A PHASE
BUT IT WON'T TAKE A LOT
TO PUT OUT THIS FIRE WE'VE GOT
WHAT'S LEFT
and they're prepared to pursue it
Get us then we drills 'em
Having plenty thrills, I'm Wellington New Zealand banging her with a chest like Wendy Williams
that different
Take it way back like Bron hooping with Boobie Gibson
Still had this vision it's finally coming to fruition
Zan is still my brother always
together as one
[Jennifer Hudson]
There are people dying
[Jennifer Nettles]
And it's time to lend a hand to life
The greatest gift of all
[Josh Groban]
We
Dear Adonis
I'm sorry that that man is your father, let me be honest
It takes a man to be a man, your dad is not responsive
I look at him and wish
the
First musical act to appear in a
Talkie film, The Jazz Singer
In 1927 unfortunately it was performed
By Jolson in blackface
(3) Maharanee: The wive
jive. But ladies and gentleman,
I wouldn't have you to do none of that for me.
I just want you to sit back and relax and cool it an'
Take it easy,
them no go take pas my turf
This bars are cleavage I’m a bitch if I don’t get it off my chest
Brain wasn’t gifted by a fat man who ride
Deers
I
(Williams)
Super soaker wet flood the crib Hurricane Katrina
I know they say that you got RBF and thats your demeanor
Its my favorite
Resting bitch face
Lovers, kids an' fools
might as well be brothers
pick up dreams that others
walk right by!
Lovers, kids an' fools
take each day an' taste it
desire
Let dragons and devils come take me
William the whelp was born like the rest
But he never had anyone to cling to his breast
His life was all
Someone's out to get me when I haven't done shit wrong
My head felt swoll, mista couldn't see past my mouth
What route did you take man
Caught me by that
reptilian
It's Lil Nasios so bitch don't call me William
Plugoz on the beat yeah he killin it
This beat is A1A that's why I'm feelin it
I always keep A1 like
Crip
Ricky Ross, Frank Lucas, bumpin' your Tucky Williams
All of 'em had the crown, but none of 'em took it with 'em
So it's our job to do what they
the money
I open up my mind by opening bank accounts deposit a 100 stacks
Break up wont take it out baby that's a gift maybe you could live
I knew it
memories way back
Take me way back, Hyndford Street and Hank Williams
Louis Armstrong, Sidney Bechet on Sunday afternoons in winter
Sidney Bechet, Sunday
and then voice
Music and writing, words
I'll be satisfied as long
Memories, memories way back
Take me way back
Hyndford Street and Hank Williams
As I walk,
fearing, halfway hoping
That blackguard boy with handsome muscle
Disturb your sleep with tiny tussle
And earn by stealing
Mrs William gone again
But
letters never sent
And when he's home his dance card is full
But when he's with me he plays by his own rules
William, run home--go wash your face
Run away
Bill is Sweet William now (Ah, play it boys)
Ahhhhhhh, well
Big Bad Bill don't fight anymore, (No, he don't)
He's doin' the dishes, and moppin' up
on a nigga like Katt Williams perm
Walked the path of a king, first I saw it in my dreams
Now it's happening, ayo, Hit, we got these niggas
'Cause every
Down by the riverside on a warm summer night
We gave into passion for the very first time
We fumbled with love 'til we got it right
And we found
And everything that shine ain't a diamond
They say that change come wit time and I'm finding
That most bitches take your kindness for blindness
Yeah it feel
land
Am
Walkin' down an alabama road
And he went by the name of william moore
Now what are you doing william moore
D g am
Why the letter in your
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