Lyrics:
G Unit niggas, that's what's up
Disrespect me, I'll have niggas blast ya up
Take my advice, don't let ya peoples grass ya up
I got a fetish for
Is this love, is it true
What I have in my imagination
I only feel, this for you
Let us work through any situation
Is this love, is it true
What I
fire I fuck witchoo
Hop in enjoy the ride
You killing bitches feel like we committing crimes
Just you and me we in too deep I'm by your side
That's one
what you like
Us, its just us,
Turnin off my phone tonite girl
Crush, on you, crushin you tonite.
warren g verse 1:
Every now and then I feel a little
of Christmas cheer
I just need to catch my breath
Christmas by myself this year
Calendar picture, frozen landscape
Chill this room for twenty-four days
call it luck
Why can't it just be I'm blessed
I'm a track-star, running through life
Chasing my dream
Best deal I made was trading the
Mic for that
hitting play on a remote
You make me feel ok
But now I feel betrayed
Can't you just stay out of my imagination
Be with me here
And not in there
In my head
the life of another girl damaged by the system
These foster homes, I run away and never do miss 'em
See, my hormones just run away and if I can get em back
I don't really knoooow how to be
Except I know they doubting me
I just wanna gooooo
Check out time
I think I checked all my boxes
My head is hurting
on laps be still
Can't wait to get to the room nimblin' on my ear
Y'all gon' get it just chill let me control this wheel
How you ridin'? Bad bitch hair did
to live
Maybe it's a dream, it's a dream (Yeah)
It's not what it seems, what it seems (Yeah)
It's my imagination ('Nation, uh)
'Cause I'm a freak of nature
Imagination's funeral
Killed by the teenage me
You don't have to throw it away
Throw being a kid away
Just because you're growing up
Faster everyday
You don't
driver...
Like the undertaker certified by the dmv...
Mob scene mob scene all u rappers whack...
The type to rip a condom rapper just to whack it...
I'm wacky
gotta be a way to do this cause my z walking around clueless
Do I? Come right out and talk about it?
Or do I just beat around the bush about it?
and my imagination
We walk we laugh we spend our time
Walking by the ocean side
Our hands are gently intertwined
A feeling I just can't describe
All this
I'm sayin', I finally found the right girl for me
I'm sayin' you... you my nigga dog
So you ain't gotta worry bout Lil' Mama comin' between we dude
Made it out the gutter I gotta succeed
YSL my cologne, and it smell like some weed
I did it, I made it, I just had to believe
Givenchy my hoodie, got
looking for a friend
Maybe you could swing by my room around 10
Baby bring a lemon and a bottle of gin
We'll be in between the sheets 'til the late AM
Baby
How complete
I just got beat
By some seventh grader at chess
I even played my best
But the rest is far less than an hour from here
Some man tells me
I own this since I learned to breath
Feeling it from the bottom of my heart
That it could possibly bring happiness not just for myself
But also
got pretty wasted, um, all times
And I was sitting underneath a tree with my phone
just putting in lyrics, ah, this is how I feel, ah
and uh, I came
kept, it kept us calm, our stylin' merry
But late, but lately loonies acting real bold
Can't sip in luxury my apple cranberry
Girls watch, and watch,
blues be blue now just
My bitch and my crew now
Droptop ridin' with my droptop shawty
Took that model out the modern
Then put her in Prada
I was on my way
of Christmas cheer
I just need to catch my breath
Christmas by myself this year
Calendar picture, frozen landscape
Chill this room for twenty-four days
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