Lyrics:
would not believe, c'mon, ah
What's about to go down right now, c'mon, ah
Holla, c'mon
Guess who's back, it's your favorite man
Thomas Crown, a.k.a.
truck, high as a kite
Powder be white, Ms. Jade, powerful bite
Pet niggaz make they asses ride the back of my bike
Pay for nuts and want for nada, I
I can feel us splitting up
That's why I'm getting drunk
Emotions stacking up
I thought you were the one
You stabbed me in my back
You put me in
for my damn prize, crack cans of cold Guinness
I'm like Seabiscuit, I'mma win by a photo finish
Nigga, this ain't tennis, yeah, I ain't bluffing shit
are the final days
Our world’s falling apart
Just like my breaking heart
Who can put it back together
Everything’s breaking down
The leaves are
just landed
Swipe
Give you more affliction
You can't take our friction
We're here to break tradition
Better better get back in position
We're breaking
holmes I'm back on my shit
I don't mangle I'm like Pringles stackin my chips
Clappin' my fifth you the test me types
Comin' out wit a blade and get
I've had the help of loved ones and many friends who stood by me
And without their favor I would have given up a long long time ago
I remember my boyhood
clueless.
Tell them other guys, just sit back, let’s sit back and just chit chat,
And all these girls I be erasing form my phone, your the only one I wanna
Night
Dark as the sea
Day
Seems lost to me
Paralyzed by
Fear of being me
No more hiding I finally see
I'm cutting my strings, that's the key: I'm
death eaters dementors baby I'm aurora
I'm so groovy watch my own back like I'm mad eye moody
If Toronto was New York a tooney for Lucy
I can tell by
Taking advantage of
Breaking the back of love
When you're surrounded
by a simple chain of events
(Behind my eyes, behind my eyes)
(Your eyes
PRECIOUS LORD (Lyrics)
Written by Thomas Dorsey
Arranged by Thomas J. Dawson, Jr.
(Chorus)
Precious Lord, take my hand
Lead me on, let me stand
I am
And you won't come back
Company, by the rightdress!
Squad camp it hUP!
My goodness me
I am in a bad temper today, all right
Two, three, damn, damn
Two,
Uhh, Nolaboy, Trigga Thomas, wassam
9th ward, uptown, New Orleans shit
I know one thing, that you is my girl
I know one thing, that you is my world
Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two, one
On and poppin' she mad marketing
Attitude like we arguing
With her by my side bring glitter
Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two, one
On and poppin' she mad marketing
Attitude like we arguing
With her by my side bring glitter
The injustice will not prevail
You hear me?
Feel me?
Felt me?
Help me!
Tell me, who do we run to when there’s no one by my side?
Tell me, where we supposed to go
Giannas)
Flexin' every time I catch a play
Feel like Mike Thomas (Mike Thomas)
I'm tryna see you with your bands up
One hundred million by my lonely
I don't
chances
So can I make it a to you
I said I'm sorry baby
For breaking your heart in two
I said I'm sorry my lady
Can I make it up to you
I said I'm sorry
you
And still go turn your backs yeah repeatedly right
How am I Thomas Edison when your ass needed delight
And girls tell me I need therapy to ease, I’m
MY SEXYGIRL
Written By Anthony Thomas Sr.
Produced by Ras Fiery
INTRO TALK:
Ahhhh…
MY SWEET SEXY GIRL
YOU MEAN THE WORLD TO ME
MY WHOLE WORLD
I
Let me tell you all a little something about me
My name's Aaron Thomas, you can call me A T
I work for Grayson College, I've been there for 15 years
It feels so heavy sometimes to hold the weight of the world
Like my heart is breaking
I know it's all in my mind but I get stuck in a circle
And my
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