Lyrics:
everyone was trying to become the next Spice Girls or Backstreet Boys. I got rejected over and over. The funny part about being rejected as a teenager is
the average girl
Now I'ma send your mind through a twirl
Now usually I'm narrow-minded, never blinded
By any man, but somehow I got binded
I mean caught up,
I'm not gonna overdo yea
I show one by one to my whole crew
Girl gimme your love is overdue
Say make I tell am
Kolo Biko, Totori to
She fall innna me
an example
Aiyyo Jinx
Hey whassup G?
This girl'll be here in a minute
Uh huh
The bitch got a nice ass and I'm tryin' to get in it
Cool that's
AND CARLY WALKS
INTO SAME HALL AND ROLLS HER EYES.
SAM: AND WHAT AM I AGAIN?
KID: PRETTY AND SWEET.
SAM: THANK YOU. NOW THE NEXT TIME…
CARLY INTERUPTS BY
of Hearts
Backstage the girls were playin' five-card stud by the stairs
Lily had two queens, she was hopin' for a third to match her pair
Outside
of Hearts
Backstage the girls were playin' five-card stud by the stairs
Lily had two queens, she was hopin' for a third to match her pair
Outside
and pass me by
I may be hard to recognize
You have to learn to let it go
Yeah, that's what everybody knows
You just walk on by the girl next door
You keep
Baby hold off speeding in the 2 door with the roof off
I know you only want me cause I'm very close to taking off
Fuck them girls that do nothing
a bag full of money knocking at the door
I'm bout to pour it out the bag
Count it on the floor
Big bag of rubber bands by the night stand
In the wee
On her twenty-second birthday
She already is an old maid
To her death
Is quite romantic
She wears an iron vest
Her profession's her religion
Her
narrow, bringing us all together
New friends being made in the process
A by-product of the pursuing process
Producing a professional being the main aim;
phase me
Just another lady
Walked by looking fly
Catch my eye
Now usually I could see two to three to look fine
At a later time neither one is on my
like barroom destiny
Cause you woke up next to me
With stamps on our hands and not much else on
Wine in the bottle by the bed is all gone
Whatever we
left to get full for the car
After two hours the girl say
"Where is my baby, he was supposed to be back by now"
Then the girl here a scratching sound
walk out that door and my hearts like what the fuck son
My love life might be done as we know it
My confidence I destroyed it
Romantic life I feel
Yo dj hi-tek
Drop the motherfuckin' beat box dog
Bring that next-level shit
Uh, yo, for real
That's what I'm talking about
Check it out
want you to think
But it's not true there'll be more
About the cute girl next door
I'm just burned out on love for a while
I'm just burned out on love
Slow you walk to let me in
It's true, the hotel walls are thin
Caught you in the corridor evading lovers from next door
A scorpion, a centipede; you
the door key to the home that she bared
To a grown ass man with immature feelings
My dreams still sit underneath of my ceiling
From my daddy roof
Then I had
Some time to get away from
From all these rumours
I can't take it no more
My best friend said
That's why I'll never
Be with the girl next door
friend
I know you my girl but where your best friend
Don't be mad I'm fuckin witcha best friend
Witcha best friend
And your next friend
Ohh where ya best
only psychosis for of couple of golden child
We have seen and been witness of victories,
Light and designed romantic lie for covering outdated History
rifle
And popped every last one of them sons of bitches
Motivated like a mother by the riches, but no glitches
Got to the door, which is the right button
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