Lyrics:
mans colour
The cotton was high and the corn was growing fine
But that was another place and another time
The cotton was high and the corn was
another way I guess I'll have to find a way
I can't move I'll hesitate
We don't have to take a break I don't want to have to find another way
Another way
Too $hort, I'm In the House like that
Shorty the Pimp, was Born to Mack
And I don't stop rapping, one thing I never do
Is stop making this funky-ass
chill with all that fire
Get your desire when I retire and
Spend some time with me, say that you'll be mine (haha)
I never thought that I'd find
You must be used to me spending
All that sweet wine and dining
I'm fucking you tonight
Another one and another one
Another one and another one
I'm one of a kind, I'm real rare, I'm unique
You will never find another like me not flyin' skies, nor walkin' streets
Search every corner for my
I've lived out of a suitcase, I'll be fine
Another night without a home
Another room that's not my own
Another night in a cheap motel
Another long
breaking is mine
And as time goes on you'll fine that it's true
That I'll never love anyone like the way i loved you
Flash forward a couple months
It's
never be another
You will be missed, you was the man
Please wait on me and the fam
Another day just went by
Another day we get high
Another day, another
the city on my black satin sheets
Wet as Hurricane Sandy on the Manhattan streets
Lit a few candles like my power hadn't reached
Then I took you places
like air to the night
Feel it coming
Phil collins now
Bitch
But im just fine
Im just fine
Yeah its all good
Its all good
Ill be aight though
I go
Go on,
Find another girl
See if you can do
cny better
Go on,
See another girl
I'm not gonna stop you
You never were my prisoner
Go on
Find
of old school hair buns, runnin' up the rules
The type of mother fuckers fuck you up and act like its all cool
Well I'll tell you what Ben, you right, we
with you till you find another light
Stay with you till you find another light
You ain't gotta lie that you fine
Baby you don't have to cos you mine
Imma
I said they’re never loyal but that was another rhyme (Rhyme)
It’s ironic, ‘cause after, I found someone fine (Fine)
I had a couple girls, you had
never spends loot
For the wiggle, some immature, kids like to laugh
So they giggle for the grits and, when they get close
They start skitz-in, not
like shooting stars
Passing through the night
When you and I sit outside
And we see the lights
Fairy tales
You're the one that I
Thought I'd never find
Accepted by Manhattan's elite
in all the places that were chic
No party was complete without George
Along the boulevards he'd cruise
and all the old queens
of the great white way
Accepted by Manhattan's elite
In all the places that were chic
No party was complete without George
Along the boulevards he'd
of the great white way
Accepted by Manhattan's elite
In all the places that were chic
No party was complete without George
Along the boulevards he'd
taxi leaves
Standing in the front yard telling me
How I am such a fool, talking about
How I'll never ever find a man like you
You got me twisted
You must
pack, another shape
Seems like every project gets delayed
But I guess it never truly goes my way
It's fine, 'cause that's what I'm used to
"Lyrics
or success they attain
There will never be another me and no matter what they do
There will never be another you
You can search but you'll never find
You
do
No, you'll never find a woman like me
Who'll do the things I do to you
You'll never find another woman like me
You'll never find another woman like
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