Search results for 'baby come out of the clouds by lena horne' Page #61

kid
Haha
Fucked up by letting that nigga hit
Make you wish you ain’t believe that shit
Facts
Ima just chase these stacks, Big racks
Fuck a nigga bitch,

was with it but I don't put nothing past women
Babe got a place in the city
I said I'd come then you hit me
Your momma died and you hit me
I told her

barley see nowadays
Girl imma playa who stuck in my ways
Never met one who can
Get me to stay
High as cloud 9 watch me
Vibe by the planes
Need me a real

I can't believe I believed all the lies told
I was chasing your love with my eyes closed
This cloud rains over me wherever I go
Thought it was my

The beast gon feast and the piece gon eat
So I'm telling you now better stay out the streets
When it come to the beef know I think like Kobe
Pushing

get sold
But I never sell out & you ain’t got to like me
Cause where I come from, it’s some just like me
Can’t be whipped! Already stirred up
Already

Big Hoss

Kottonmouth Kings

Royal Highness

1998

going out to Big Hoss up in prison
Going out to Big Hoss
And anybody else who got busted by the system

What's up Big Hoss?
What's up ST?
3 years later,

Lyrics translated by HIPHOPLE.com
Nol, fytenol, f3d baby
Punchin' the clock on them, got a AR-15
They got a stock on it, you don't know Rick

down
Ripped off the hand that I held as I fell
From my cloud

I am ungodly
My dog walks me
If you see my tounge out toss me a treat
Paint ur face look

handle yo shit
Must be out yo mind
You make yo cheese
I'ma go make mine
Smoke on my weed
I'ma stay so high
Drink on my drank
Put my hands to the sky
I'm

niggas had to point him out
He say he the man, I really doubt
I'm from the Bronx, come to the 4

You can get stomped by your accord
Whole lotta beats,

to say if not love
Had a hundred days just to figure out all my wrongs
Need a hundred ways just to take you out from the town
Now I come in peace in a way

bout to lift it up
Cloud city some months ago but the time has come
I'm tryna run the city I'm never running from
You choose to wallow in pity I'm

sealin' my fate
With a bag that's contained and
A feelin' that's great
Clearin' my slate it's still an escape
To a place that gets shaped by
The pills that

Blown Away

Bizzy Bone

The Midwest Cowboy

I'm gifted like a light in the spot
I can't even keep count of so many clouds, they just keep on passin me by
(Layzie) Bizzy when it comes to smokin

be heard aloud in the crowd
you're not allowed to dwell in my well
and dark clouds
i'm a shithead like that
still think heaven is a place on Earth?

together
I’ts just fun together, man (yeah)
We were just fun together, baby, yeah

You would stay out forever
You would talk shit forever
You would play

just trying to see it through
Yeah this one for the bad women
Handle business by yourself never crying truly independent
We all got a story baby
Don't

It's baby Marxoxo
Yeah, I took my time
To find what i'm like
Yeah, finally Ithink it's time to shine
I'm gonna break out
Of this monochrome shell

was fucking fake
Baby I'm sick of all the clouds
With you its always pouring
Need the sun to come out
I wish I could wish you well but I don't right now

everybody listen
I’ve been trying to figure out my own identity
Been lost in a jungle full of different sounds
I’ve been chased around by deadly hounds

baby 

Its birth by sleep 
Like counting sheep 
I thank the shepherd for the green
Ill sing a lullaby lowkey 
If that dont work 
Uncle Richie goin slide

throwing shade
Praying hoping I don't cave
And I still don't need no shawty
I've come a long way by myself no I don't need nobody
As long as I feel me

decisions
Don't be blinded by the riches
And crazy ass bitches
They vampires, they'll try to come suck your soul
And I mean it literally
Cause this negative