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We Can Make It Right

Lil' Romeo

Gametime

2002

of trouble
Bad Bubba, look at me now, thanks Dad, I l love you
Whoever thought that a 12 year old could touch souls
Even hip-hop braids in a row, that's so

fear
Open your ears
Open your mind
Don’t open ya legs
Hoping to find a peace of mind I’ll leave you a piece of mine in time
You play a pivotal role by

for ya
You gotta go for the gold
Hold on baby

And so if I could
I know that I would
Do everything in my power to secure the future
Things would be all

And we love going by the road
She say she want me gat me screaming whoa whoa whoa whoa
It's Iyanya gbooom

Touch me now now right now now now now
Do

And we love going by the road
She say she want me gat me screaming whoa whoa whoa whoa
It's Iyanya gbooom

Touch me now now right now now now now
Do

to switch up, wow.
Silly me, you should be, used to this, by now

Out of no-where you get that feeling 
Where you sense that there's no love here
I know all -

what you wanna Do
Im sure

Was this fate or a mistake
He walked in and took my place
While I was away
But It's okay
You'll be callin my phone
By the end

the morning
Seize the moment
Save me yeah

Mostly focused on recordin'
Most of ya'll ain't neither nor 'n'
That's why yo whole sound is boring yeah

Figured out

on her face
She knew I was nervous, but I kept it playa, ya see
Cause I'd been in this situation a time or two
But never with someone who looked at me

11 minutes for the EMT
'Cause the ghetto is just like the Capitol
Big White House surrounded by
Nothing but broke blacks, ya know?
Yeah, this nation

recognize who shot ya
Watch how you speak on my name before they 2pac ya
I love my vultures that's on me I gon' shoot 'bout them
I'll go, uh, I'll catch

talking jumbo
I'm feeling like Shawn, I might shoot a 1-0
Please no sparklers, baby, I'm a legend
Standin' on the couch, ace bottle in the desk

Riddle

I Wasn't Born Yesterday

Daryl Hall

3 Hearts in the Happy Ending Machine

1986

But baby I ain't too cool to believe

I wasn't born yesterday
I don't die for love
Just let the record speak
Then I carry on
I wasn't born yesterday
I

La, La, La

Do or Die

Victory

2000

[Chorus: Repeat 4x]
Gotta make the paper 
Can't let the paper make me
La di da di da di da

Thug come up in a fresh white Benz
Baby mama

She's Feelin' Me

Choobakka

My Time

boys who I caught you with

You don't complain when I'm takin it out
Tell your girlfriends she's nice No doubt
And baby girl you brought the whip

Cut the Chase

Pretty Willie

Enter the Life of Suella

2002

to chase (uh huh)

I'm in the club (club)
Poppin bottles, man its been on since I threw up (up)
Fellas, ladies, babies, TA just show me love (love)
This

If you dead we kill another if the price is right you get your brain blown by a brother 
Niggas tryna go ahead and shine by flaunting dollar
And I'm

Stay motivated where we started 
Out the mud wit it, back home
Got the fam, it's all love wit it 
Euro Trippin' getting checks for what I love to do

five
She gon' let me gas up in the whip and do a drive by
Money on my books to get me out and she don't ask why
That's my lil' baby from the jump ain't

me
U need us
I don't know what I did to lose trust
Just love me baby lets do us
How we fuck with the lights on
Playing my song we do it all night Long

up all the time
babe i cant get you out my mind
i love your blue eyes,
pretty as the skies.

your the only one who knows
why im always up in skies
i

never friendly
Nigga catch a hot one just for tryin to temp me
Keep it coo ain’t gettin by bitch I’m pushin through
I’m to them notes baby sorry if I

ugly
But boogie down for me
Put in work on this earth
Cuz the world don't love me nah

We like to, We like to vibe
We like to chill by the side
We like

really tryna make you proud,
I love to see you smile
cnd hate it when you feeling down,
So keep ya head up
Sometimes it is a heavy crown,

It's been some