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Yeah, okay (one hunnid)
Yeah, okay (you, my baby)
(Yeah, you are) life's sweet like honey
Doo-doo-doo-doo (da-da-da-da-da)
Da-da-da (da-da-da-da-da,

Yeah, okay (one hunnid)
Yeah, okay (you, my baby)
(Yeah, you are) life's sweet like honey
Doo-doo-doo-doo (da-da-da-da-da)
Da-da-da (da-da-da-da-da,

Yeah, okay (one hunnid)
Yeah, okay (you, my baby)
(Yeah, you are) life's sweet like honey
Doo-doo-doo-doo (da-da-da-da-da)
Da-da-da (da-da-da-da-da,

Yeah, okay (one hunnid)
Yeah, okay (you, my baby)
(Yeah, you are) life's sweet like honey
Doo-doo-doo-doo (da-da-da-da-da)
Da-da-da (da-da-da-da-da,

Yeah, okay (one hunnid)
Yeah, okay (you, my baby)
(Yeah, you are) life's sweet like honey
Doo-doo-doo-doo (da-da-da-da-da)
Da-da-da (da-da-da-da-da,

Yeah, okay (one hunnid)
Yeah, okay (you, my baby)
(Yeah, you are) life's sweet like honey
Doo-doo-doo-doo (da-da-da-da-da)
Da-da-da (da-da-da-da-da,

Yeah, okay (one hunnid)
Yeah, okay (you, my baby)
(Yeah, you are) life's sweet like honey
Doo-doo-doo-doo (da-da-da-da-da)
Da-da-da (da-da-da-da-da,

after other dudes
You tell me that you promise but it's hard to believe you
Cause I been broken in the past by people that look just like you

Deep brown

is part time
I'll clock in never waste a dime
Cuz I love our talks while we walking
No where to be then right by side me
Like ohh
Tell me all your

that green
New Yorkers started pouring up the lean
Lookin like, where you been?
I been blowing off some steam
Long gate that's some place I got to be

Tired of Running

Snoop Dogg

Reincarnated [Bonus Tracks]

2013

want it, you can tell by the look at me 
This gangsta life ain't no longer in me 

And I'm tired of the runnin', tired of the runnin' 
Tired

Hard to Kill

Spice 1

Wu-Chronicles, Chapter 2

2001

with me. 
And even on your block smoke them like a fucked up bell, 
Can't be caught by no Po-Po's can't be put in no slammer. 
I don't be fucking with

3) It's like Jazz 

(Ghasem:)
Yeah well what I'm saying is that it's like jazz, 
you know, the hip-hop approach is eh 
it's like jazz because you

the time yeah yuh
I got you on my mind all the time all the time all the time yea

Like that 
You like that 
Snapchat 
She likes that 
What you know 
Bring

Posted a letter through your door
Thought I'd let you know, thought I'd let you know how I feel
You make me feel like I never felt before, never felt

been tryna save face
Spin the block like Beyblades
See you when I see you
Nice to meet you
That's what they say
This is game day, training day, labor day

Please Don't Hurt My Baby

Stevie Wonder

A Time to Love

2005

I was blinded by sexsation
Temporarily out my head
Ah, please don't hurt my baby
She mustn't know we went to bed

And you could hear him moaning

They know who I be moment that I step up in the building
Yeah I won't stop till my money stack up to the ceiling
Walk in they tell by my posture they

like brothers
We just like
Just like brothers
Man I swear blood couldn’t make us thicker
I got your back that’s right or wrong you my fuckin nigga
We

killing

Oh, I don't know if I love you or I hate you
I wrote this EP just so I don't feel like I'm doom
But you went with me, would go bowling
And I would

Game Over

Written, recorded, produced, engineered, & performed by Broc Jesch (Breezy)

1st Verse
You better not play soft I’ll rip your face off

YAH SHIT BITCH
If you know then you know
I been steady coppin', stead of droppin' I just go
If you creepin' on the low (low low low low)
When you in

through the skies
But whenever you're around I know that shit will pass me by

I hope you feel the same
baby yeah I hope you feel the same way
You're my sun

Hate me, Yes I hate me, You cannot remind me
Ring ring, Do not disturb, I'm always doing some work
Yes I am a turd, Think I can sore like a bird
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