Lyrics:
Oh Lord it's hard to be humble
When you're perfect in every way
I can't wait to look in the mirror
Cause I get better looking each day
To know me
and desires,
right here, right now,
in this little section.
I have been in showbusiness
for 10 years and every time
I have to go back on the stage
I have this
me
Wartime, I be out there every time them niggas call for me
I see my pops saved by the cops
Swear to God, that shit was hard for me
Asking "If I
crack me up every time I watch you dancing
And everything that happens babe I know you got my back and
So we just hanging driving right just with
by name.
Pay good money to hear fire and rain again
And again and again.
Some are like summer coming back every year,
Got your baby, got your
AND ALL THE FAITHFUL DAUGHTERS
EVERY TIME YOU LED THE WAY
SHAKING HANDS AND TAKING NAMES
LOOKING FOR SOMEONE TO BLAME. (IT'S MY TIME)
FLUSH THE MONKEY DOWN
or dramatic
I'll choose dramatic every time
But it's actually a religious right in the United States to be that way
It's a religious right in the United States
better you believe it
Than me tryna prove it
But who am I fooling
I love hard and get heart broken all the time and keep it moving
But this time its
Oh Lord it's hard to be humble
When you're perfect in every way
I can't wait to look in the mirror
Cause I get better looking each day
To know me
were never much for ironic twists
The way the nuns swat at your wrist
While sophists pray you get their gist
Is that bad for you? Is that bad for you?
to the game
cant be selling cds n still selling dem thangs
cause bitches drop names n bring alot of piorblems
n puttin somthing in dey head the only way u gona
Bimbo
Does your mommie know, that your going down the road to see a little girlie-o
Bimbo, is a little boy, who's got million friends
and every time
Money, Money, money, money
Imitating Mr howell jim Backus
"Hey Gilligan, my boy success is the word!"
I'm going to travel by jet
To the south
the porch
I need you more
Every touch, every kiss, every time
Your lips need mine
I need you more
Every look my way
Every second of the day that goes by
Even
come in time
Who gon be there when Waldo is hard to find
Ask bout me where I'm from
Some people can't stand me
But every African I know
They gonna stamp
Lying in my back pocket
I know it won't be long
Before I hit that bottle high
Going at it strong
First shot is always
The sweetest one
By the time
the mouth
A cry of mourning due the morning drew the news hits you about
The same time every day
Get your wallet out and pay
Routine boutique it till you're
Two faced! I feel you crawling under my skin
Sickened by your face
By the way, to think that your so fuckin' kind?
You ain't
Hard to find how I
it's gettin late
In the morning gotta catch a plane
Swear I'll never miss a date
I've tried before and
I've lied before but
Miss the way she used
mind every day every week
I tried many times
Nothing left to repeat
Only you on my mind
Words I can't even speak
I tried so hard but I can't succeed
I'm getting tired of your shit
You don't ever buy me nothing
See every time you come around
You gotta bring Jim James, Paul and Tyrone
See, why
I'VE GOT A WOMAN TO LEAN ON
(Jim Owen)
« © '74 Sixteen Stars Music, BMI »
(I've got a woman to lean on)
I've seen times there was no way the sun
A thousand times a day I tell you
I love the way you sing
Even though it makes me cry
It's my favorite time to be alive
And all I know is I feel lost
life in a great way
I'm workin
All the time it seems it seems it never stops
I wanna get paid finally
I'm workin
So hard that my backs gonna break
So
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