Lyrics:
Plus I know that you wanting me bad baby
Ima hit you wit that loving make you feel it in ya bones
Ill stay right by ya side
Girl you wont ever feel
a buck.
Oh my god, she's running 'round the trees,
Said she couldn't touch them because they're so real.
Alice you remind me of Manhattan;
The seedy
look back
Meet me at the end
Of the cul-de-sac
Come on! Stand up at attention
And I'll do the same
Hey there tiger,
Now don't you be ashamed
stand in awe
We stand in awe of You
We stand in awe of You
Not by might (not by might)
(Oh) not by power
By Your spirit, God
Send Your spirit,
critical
That's why they call me mr. pitiful
A few people know what I'm sayin'
Hmm, to the little daddy shane, you know what I mean
And to my man cool
Fall Back, I'm tryna breathe and you killing me
Fall Back, I understand that you feeling me
I ain't gotta attitude but I'ma flip if you don't give me
might win
You know the way to stop me, but you don't have the discipline
How many nights I prayed for this, to let my work begin
First we take Manhattan
just one place to be
It's easy to remember Manhattan in December
Try it and I'm sure you'll agree
Manhattan in December, won't you spend it with me?
Manhattan
Take a hit of some magic
Got me feeling fantastic
Limited threads on me, I'm built differently You can tell by the gigits the gadgets
Won't fold
born, born in Bethlehem
I say, I say children go where I send thee
Tell me how you want me to send you?
Go where I send thee
How shall I send thee?
of the Manhattan skyline
I’ll feel so alive when the wind blows, just riding my luck
They always told me son - if you don’t look down then you will be just fine
When
My lover's charms
Are in a box
Beneath my bed
And piece by piece
I'll cherish them
Until the end
Send me an angel to love
I need to feel a little
back with the rest
That's the way it goes, I guess
Baby, you send me, baby, you send me
Set adrift on memory bliss of you
Baby, you send me, baby,
Fall Back, I'm tryna breathe and you killing me
Fall Back, I understand that you feeling me
I ain't gotta attitude but I'ma flip if you don't give me
to make that trip, the Sirius was a famous ship
She sailed the ocean wide
Oh the wise man said you would as soon send a sailor to the moon
As cross
here, the only good part of me
For a little while you'll be here
So lit up, lit up, lit up alright
I try to untie Manhattan
Lit up, lit up, lit up
Haven't even balled my fists up, in a months half
I always had my suspicions if you asked
Probably over done by now
They try to get me to visit but I cannot
This Manhattan man
Says I miss Manhattan, man
And if you don’t understand, that’s fine with me
But if I could see Manhattan, man
I’d scream
for you if you want it
I got somethin' for you if you want it
Know I got bands like Backstreet (bands)
Boy, I'm the man if you ask me (me)
Fuck
So, send me a postcard
Send me a three-by-five
Letting me know you're still alive
Say you'll visit December
Send me a sorry note
Tell me you forgot
lookin' broke
Need to be in double dutch, jumpin' rope
Y'all Northtown folks comin' down to Manhattan World
Serious soul food made by black girls
Cornbread
pollutes me
And I think
You're a mountain that I'd like to climb
Not to conquer, but to share in the view
Pulled by a false inertia
Pushed out by
neck won't give you more protection
(Yo, hear me now)
Prick my finger for the membership (yeah)
Scribble with so much intensity, make the pencil
There was one open seat
At the end of a crowded bar
By a grungy old man
With a dirty glass and old cigar
If you're going to drink bourbon Mack
By me
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