Lyrics:
And during Y2K, I had a bootleg DVD watchin' Friday (yay yay)
So what I'm tryna tell ya, "Pump yo brakes, respect your elders"
Baby-baby
I'm comin'
hands
Don't hate on me
Just make up your own plan
I had to make up my own dance
Solid youngin I'm a strong man
I could be by myself
And still be in my
something strong babe
And I really wanna tell ya
I wanna get to know you
Hook:
Walking through a crowded room
Aint no other in my site all I see is you
Rogers
Or DVD by Ashara Kwesi
And let your soul roam free
Amos Wilson told us
In the 70's of black poverty
Dreamz
Dreamz are realities that we see
I
twenty-somethings crowded on
He opened his mouth to speak but it was
Lost in the rumbling of the wheels
We were thrown together in a corner
And I yelled "Tell me,
another's gain so we gotta grab something
Lord, got so many questions I need the answers to
And sorry for the things I put my baby's mama through
I feel
We got so much to be happy about.
I got a woman standing beside me
She really knows how to stand by her man
She's strong and she's soft and she's
co-operated
And they fall
Right out of the ship into the fucking sun
Made they couldn't even fucking run
We were blocked by Tara Strong after seeing it
She does
to the cut, do not strut against the grain, so
Going from in to out has made me sane
I played the waiting game inside that crowded prison, 'til the crowd became
Something like a beetle
Stunting on you like I'm Evil Knievel
On my bike, every knight, we so medieval
Wreck and demolish and total ya people
I'm an athlete
We met deep attraction eyes locked strong reaction
Were alone in a crowded room
Time spent together was never enough
Wed drive all night for just one
and signs for those who seek
When they said, Truly Joseph and his brother Benjamin are loved more by our father than
We, but we are a strong group, really
irrelevant
Shorty think I'm hiding something can't remember it
Casamigos in my cup got me moving slow-mo
By the way this bitch give head should have knew she
you dropped something
Pick your ass up off the floor nigga
Bottom ass thinking will
Keep ya stuck at four figures
Stay concrete if approached by a gold
Something super liminal at minimal
I'm maximum but minimize the miniscule
Serious as cereal that's been dripped
On by the milky way
My color is my complex so
work on Sharon
Sharon, what's your question?"
"Contestant number one,
I believe first impressions last forever
So let's say you were to come over
There's plenty of food
on the table
Lots of love in the house
The children all do what
they're able to do
We got so much to be happy about.
I got
as they used to be
And I want to know
Tracie, where are you now girl
I don`t know why this feeling`s so strong
Tracie, where have you been
You know
the DVD
And said Michael is there something that you need to say to me?
Well I don't know how to tell you.
You can tell me any
Thing that you want
closing the fences
And hooking up the electricity to them
And was en-route back to the house
In a flash something moved
Before I could react and reach for
Hey JD, why you be saying oh, oh
Is that like flossin' shit?
You just like walk in and so people say, oh shit, it's him
Bounce to this, come
to the gun range (Ayy)
All these pistols so I showed
Her how to buss it (Baow, baow, baow)
Took her shopping
Got to the house and let me touch it (O oh)
Put
bring you home
Drive a little bit throw a C.D. on
Ride a little bit find something we agree upon
Me and you girl we ain’t so different
Insecurity
its open all night long
And when were you're drunk and all kinds of fucked up there's only one place you belong
So take me down
To the Waffle House
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