Lyrics:
with me, no more living in between
Come with me oh come with me, girl, we could be happy
Just got to get you out of this apartment
I know what you
Zulu man, straight from the world
I love de woman and mi serve dem dere wildest dreams
I know you feel this
Your cry is like a mere mortal
Zulu man
and try to ride it
Pick a girl and don't deny it
No matter how badly she wants to bruise ya
A woman's a treasure and you are the loser
Take a look
To all my strippers around the world (turn this one up y'all)
This yo Kutty buddy (y'all know what time it is)
Bought to you a part by Black Gold
the wicked, child)
No, no, no--they all try to fake ya
'Cause the sly--he's got a fly, fly alibi
For all the unnecessary tears that a woman like you might
she was trying
She'll be the perfect woman
Then she'll change suddenly
You wanna cry from the feelin'
She's got a heart of gold but
Every now and again
I was working sixteen hours out of every day
But I won't cry
No I won't bore you
It has been good but it could have been better
Life's like
to see you cry
Now, I've done a lot of planning
Got a lot of things to do
So don't give me no trouble
Or you and I are through
Oh, little girl
Well I´m a rock and roll preacher
Not a Sunday school teacher
You ain´t no shady lady
But I love the way you strut your stuff
You´re a snow queen
Ain't gon' hide from the public how much I love this woman
Say you ain't white, you Russian, I'm just glad you ain't my cousin
That's the only thing
Ooh, baby
Oh, baby
Oh
Father first, real nigga second
Red stripes on my Adidas 'cause can't nobody check 'em
Born with no direction, so I
DREcM cNOTHER DREcM Words and Music: John Lewis
Woman in the corner of your mind
Take a look and there you'll find me...sitting there
Waiting for
imagine a world without sin
Where there's mutual respect for every soul
With no question
And no testin' of no one's wits or individuality
(chant)
Chorus :
cry today, There's something I've got to say I
wonder for yesterday, cus we're...
Living this life we get by, living this life we get high.
Living this
on and
Get down on it, get down on it
Get down on it, get down on it
How you gonna do it if you really don't wanna dance
By standing on the wall?
(Get
never had a thing
I come by your house and you turn off the light
I call you on the phone and it just rings, rings, rings
Vanessa, I learned my
Rich Gang, rich girl
I'm so intrigued, power (yeah)
Power, spark my, my ravenous appetite
I'm so intrigued (yeah you), by her
And I don't know
On G's
Niggas ain't fucking with my team, at all
Fall back dog
If it ain't about no loot I can't get at y'all
On G's
Niggas ain't fucking with
and shout
I throw my hands up and drive the Devil out
Make me moan, make me cry
Stand up and testify
Send for Sister Mavis, mm hmm
Send for Sister Mavis, mm
Woman, please don't try
Explaining how or why, I understand
Love's too beautiful to explain
And nothing can be wrong with loving him again
He
""Nothing is what it appears to be""
The old woman feebly cried
When truth is chained for convenience
Innocent people die
Three doors tower in
been on 'em for days, wired and high on a field
45 and a shot, four or five other pills
It's just factory love, we get by on the pleasure
No old
gonna fly
And everything you do to me
Is gonna feel so right
Baby, when you're loving me
I feel like I could cry
'Cause there's nothing I can do
you that I will stick around for now
Let these memories serve you right
When I'm no longer right by your side
Hope you, by then, learn to fly
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