Lyrics:
(We're not doing that) (Yeah, yeah)
"Make me," you love to say that to get me riled up (Make me)
In the kitchen, side by side
Got your hustle, I got mine
My love has gone, I'm drifting away
Nobody's won, for all a new day
I truely'd be happy, with my love by my side
My true heart is aching, and I'm
they get their news
From the morning paper or the idiot tube
I get mine straight from the horse’s mouth
Ain’t no secrets in this town
Viola, who’s
hear that?
Did I come through clear?
Did you hear that?
Are my prayers the kinda ones you hear?
My mama lied, when she said she you right by my side
a thang/
Livin by the code cause this game's not a game- I maintain/
Put my heart on tha track, words can't express
Let you feel the pain, turn lyrics into
[Intro]
Slim Thugga. Boss of all bosses.
See I'm the slimmest thug, white tee wife beater, and always keep that thang on hang.
Keep the stash in my
heard Him say,
"Enter in My good servant
I will be yours and you will be Mine"
Maybe faraway, or maybe real nearby
He maybe pouring her coffee
She maybe straightening his tie
Maybe in a house, all hidden by a hill
She's
She sat right down on the sofa
I said, "Where have you been? I've been waiting for you.
'Cause last night I had something so good
These days get so
A thing they called The Diamond Drill
Father worked the lifts in the old Tobin mine
He always loved the saxophone
But he had to keep us all alive
We always
ams and fallen memories
All that don't feel to good to be
But my genealogy registers adaptability and that bitch
Feels like it's fixed
'Cause my great
Its alive once again
I feel it pounding in my chest and it hurts like it should
A sharp pain that feels so good
With your arms ‘round my neck
Yeah (yeah yeah yeah)
Many years in this shit (Young Razah)
I'm still here, we still here, SOM (Young Razah 'bout to talk to why'all)
The Sunn
Don't want to talk about love, baby, oh
Boy I know
What you got on That mind
That's all right
Don't you know, it's on mine too
Don't
but I won't
I'm tired of arguing
So don't begin with what cannot end
Because I'm tired
You're defined by having an open mind
Yet you close me out
goodbye!
Sleep in peace old friend, for me you'll never die.
The best thing I can say, after all this time, is
You were a real friend, of mine.
Old
Just leads the way for you to lose them the same way.
"Hey did you hear?"
Is the starting point for your good time.
Well here's one for all
Jesusâ?¦
But now we see what-Jesus did for her
Her body is mine-He can have her soul
Such short time alive-Short to her was good
As distant voices start
an actress, the last straw
Her only good parts are between her thighs
She should stare at the ceiling, not reach for the skies
Or she could be his last whore
here, I'm already born
My blackbox is attracting fans
Don't rate good yutes actin' bad
Mans got bars so I chat them facts
'Til I wrap them grands in
to stay
[Chorus]
[OFI]
I'm ridin low, but I'm all so high
Got my top droped and my head in the sky
Cruisin by the beach checkin out all the asses
while they're standing by abandon buildings
The richer we get, the broker the hood
Tyson is broke but Oprah is good
Touching the fo-fo, clutching it so so
I'm a rollin stone all alone and lost
For a life of sin I have paid the cost
When I pass by all the people say
Just another guy on the lost highway
FEED 'EM JUST LIKE THEY'RE ONE OF MINE
SHE HAD A SOFT SPOT FOR PEOPLE ON HARD TIMES
OH I BEEN DOWN AND I BEEN OUT
KNOW ALL ABOUT LIVING HAND TO MOUTH
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