Lyrics:
the ghost of Biggie
My mind state
Like the crime rate
I think I'm John Gotti
Hit niggaz in the head, with that all red Ferrari
Like the black Liberace
ray, immaculate
Fountain of youth, have a sip
Nicky's tapping in
Sum of a man is day by day, average it
The sun is so grand, ray by ray, immaculate
heart's still melting
Angel wings, but you fine as hell though
And she can sing, in love with the vocals
I need you strapped to me like some velcro
You give
needs (Jesus, Lord)
Sittin' by myself, I'm just thinkin'
About all I've been through, I wish I was dreamin' (Jesus)
Man, it's hard to be an angel
needs (Jesus, Lord)
Sittin' by myself, I'm just thinkin'
About all I've been through, I wish I was dreamin' (Jesus)
Man, it's hard to be an angel
rays
I can't go you make me 'wanna stay
And I've had plenty people make me feel the other way
But when I'm in my head you take me to another place
(Like
Gotta get back to the place
Where I feel the warmth on my face
I won’t forget the times
Of darkness and lies
Love was lost by hurtful ways
I don’t
I'm not sitting here too long
Gone by the next day
Caught a glance of life
I'm ready
Call it X-ray
I can't tell no lies
I'm up by the next day
Bapes uh, uh! Closet like planet of the Bape!
Monkey see, monkey do, monkeys following in place
Like I'm living in an episode of Planet of the Apes
Yeah
Love N Art
These days and times
Need the sun rays to shine
State of mind
Hustle hard, that's the way to grind
In these days and times
We need
Parker's dad
Came by today to see me and
He wondered if I'd like to go
With him and Billy on a hike
And maybe camp out overnight
The way I've seen them
ride
Ayy, I got a high school flame
They call me The Wayne
Been fuckin' her since a freshmen
And the pussy the same
Man, that remind of this hoe in Jr
(blowin' it)
Gettin' love
(gettin' love) , showin' it (showin' it)
Got ray
(got ray) , roll it then (Roll it then)
Dead Presidents, we foldin' them
I'm
can't compete
(100) all by myself, I'm 100 deep
I was on the first 50
Now the powers at a dollar
Politician pushing tracks in it, mayor
I president in it
milli a prest leave ya belly a mess
Tell ya bitch give my celly a rest
She love me becuz im coachin
Her handbag chanelin her dress
And when im in ya crib
Pelle Pelle shoes
Stay in my own lane
I ain't living by they rules
What the fuck you think I owe you
I barely even know you
Say I ain't with the shits
ice cream and turn you into sherbert
I got flow I'm like "Sure" but, if it's about dough I'm like "Sure 'nuff"
I'm from the bird bunch, Birdman Jr you
love is the Sonshine
He shines on me everyday, oooooo
He shines on me everyday, oooooo
Your fury is softened by the breeze
Bursting miles to meet me
I'm
a song (What we used to do)
(What we used to do)
I'm pacing back and forth
Waiting by your door
Love me like I'm yours (What we used to do)
Back in Parker
the Tre
I'm gettin' money, I'm stuck in my ways
Bitch, you ain't me 'cause I gotta get paid
Niggas be talkin', got shooters like Ray
Slide in
and the security of justice
Chorus [C-Murder]
Forever TRU, 'til I'm dead (Do you still love me?)
This be the TRUest shit I ever said
I'm forever TRU, 'til I'm dead
Wiliams
But I still love rock 'n roll
Hank Jr, me and Waylon,
We're all cut from the same mold
And they say country's changin'
And we must all adjust
But I
hide
She know we gone see them sunny days
She lays down by the waves
By the waves
She is un effected by the rays
Melanin
In the skin, in the face
She
in a 4 by 4
Can't wait till I'm rich not famous
Grind is real so I will not quit
Restless nights which I do not sit
Doing my ting just bit by bit
Can't
Discuss these im in love by ray parker jr Lyrics with the community:
Report Comment
We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.
If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly.
Attachment
You need to be logged in to favorite.
Log In