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I got too many pages
Countin up all these blue faces
They blew me away
I told lil baby I jus a missed call to me
Kuz I'm cool on dat fake shit
your kind of people
I finally bought a home to raise my family
I'm done with all the hoes and they anatomies
I tried to call yo' phone again, you said
And I've had so
much fun mumbling on to you guys and telling you jokes and all that stuff and this is the last one! Well at
least I can go and have a bath.
wit' lead
R kelly said, "Nah, nah give me that MAC... 10
Or I prefer that 9 instead"
Oh y'all don't get it? Well this
Is where the fun come cass' is from
life, it's done
Another race I'm glad I got to run - Another chapter of my life, it's over
No, I'm never gonna feel like that again - Time's rushin' by me
gun out
In self-defense beyond a shadow of a doubt
Is what they all agreed to tell the police
Digger Dave said, No, y’all are on your own with this
Daring to be great told I y'all niggas it was hidden
Got House of Bijan makin me custom loafers
Nic and Roxy said they be ready early October
I bet you
I've had all my things packed
You said you would come back
It sits there in my bottom drawer
But August is over
Did I get the joker
Is it my turn
"Doot-doot, doot-doot," said she want a smart nigga with taste
I can't talk about all the shit that I done did (I can't talk about)
I can't talk about all
The car go by and we like yo that’s my car
And like now that’s really my car
And that was a goal for us though back then like a foreign
We done had
Nasty Nas is a rebel to America
Police murderer, I'm causing hysteria
My troops roll up with a strange force
I was trapped in a cage and let out by
on, she wanna hear it clink
Yeah, pink fifties spreading down my arm like its October
I just dropped a 10 in my drank, I am not sober
Sold a nigga bins
a pair!
Life is peachy, let's go bananas,
No one will care!
Blueberry Pie, let's have fun,
'cause when all is said and done
I love you, yes I do,
'cause,
at the railway station, tonight is one big celebration
I ain't got nothin' to lose, I'm done with the blues
I said I ain't got nothin' to lose, I'm done with
drummer beater
Brown sugar is sweeter beats by Peter
Like I said before, thump in my trunk
That's all I really need and
A bag of blue funk
La la la la la
of October
I'm so down I got nothing left
The sound of your voice replays in my head
No, I'm not fine I like to pretend
All of your lies I'll never forget
When
triggered by this porcupine prick
But I'm done with this shit
Oh this chick keeps talking slick-click
Done with this shit-yea
Last minute shift like I'm
Done
to carry
I thought we'd make it all the way to January
But October's blue
Cause I know I shouldn't miss you but I do
all and watch em die, one by one like domino's fall in line
My daily life is what you might call a crime
But I aint hard to find and that's all the time
confusing
I hit the wall and go thru it
Or the door it is Truman
Really know what to do man
Speaking to you all the time
Opposite of a blue man
My groups got
And niggas don't be tripping, don't
Be doin no drive-bys
Cause we don't gangbang, don't wear blue or red
We like that fucking green and paper's what I said
Big
And niggas don't be tripping, don't
Be doin no drive-bys
Cause we don't gangbang, don't wear blue or red
We like that fucking green and paper's what I said
Big
from all the women that I could've wed
So when you look into these eyes I hope you realize
They could never be blue
They could never be blue
They could
we're as close as it goes
We've got it all together now
All I've ever wanted is all that you are
Tell me what it is that makes October rose
To be this
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