Lyrics:
Dear Mama
If some people came by the house lookin' for me
I'm innocent of anything they say I done
Now I don't know when I'll be able to write
the evening
Then with the night comes the angels who light up the evening
There in the sky they stand, each with a torch in hand
Then one by one, little
to check me
When all of those little things walked on by
Oh, but I couldn't really stammer out a word
When that angel stuck in my mind
Looking for love
and I gotta show it
I hear them cries from the babies
I wish they had a chance don't want to blow it
But unemployed for all the little girls and boys
My little Margie
I'm always thinking of you
Margie, I'll tell the world I love you
Don't forget your promise to me
I have bought a home and ring
told
If I could get the St Paul before it gets cold
I wish I could sleep tonight in Little Rock
But then we never did go too much by the clock
But I
a fall
For every rose there's a thorn upon the vine
I didn't mean to hurt you girl
But even in a perfect world
A little rain has got to
Fall from time
Remix
I'm sorry I ain't
I ain't get right back at'cha niggas
I've been a little busy with this Dynasty shit
But uh got my mind right, money been
But still that didn't stop you
Just like we never happened
How can you be so
Cold hearted walkin' by me?
Like you don't even know me
Like you
and pay the fucking liars
Pay the bitches, they're charging all their dates, stand by
I'm not gonna pay, it's already mine
Hypocrites, I'm gonna do it
gotta leave, but if we pretend
That they never left, well, we gon' see 'em then
Never leave our heart, never leave our thoughts
As time goes by they'll
Well there was an old hermit named dave
Who lived by himself in the woods in a cave
Ate from a turtle shell, slept on a bath skin had a seven foot
JEANS!!
[Chorus]
Best believe we get high, nigga
Best believe we get by, nigga
Best believe we get fly, nigga la, la, la, la, la
Best believe we get
Cause you're body might wash up by the courts at Venice Beach,
Ain't shit sweet but my Swisher, ain't shit buzzin' but my liquor,
Cali chickens got
time high, they couldn't know it was raw
You would die if you smoked it, too potent to snort
If you think by the bar, you probably choke on the thought
their fortress
Kidnap the queen, rode away on white horses
Name me king
Name me king
Brick by brick I built my fortress
My queen beautiful, Lamborghini
to figure out if that's you
Either way though, I think you're worth a test drive
'Cause the way is so much better than the next guy
And a little trouble
chick
Cause a nigga been up in the Forbes list now four in a row
My religion is followed by little kids, college kids
metalheads, hip hop heads,
I like moonshine whiskey
I like home made wine
I don’t look for greener grass
Home grown suits me just fine
Welcome to my shanty
Drop by anytime
to happiness
So I whisper your little secret
And repeat it under my breath
I'll save it for you in my heart
In case we both forget
Oh, I wish you could
and pay the fucking liars
Pay the bitches, they're charging all their dates, stand by
I'm not gonna pay, it's already mine
Hypocrites, I'm gonna do it
the problems of the world go by like balloons
If tomorrow come now (it might be too soon)
Too soon?
I want the boom in the back of the truck
Ain't nuttin'
hun concentrate on my funds
Lift heavy gats concealed by my waist
Never get patted down when I step in the place
Jiggied up, smoke the pot,
to figure out if that's you
Either way though, I think you're worth a test drive
'Cause the way is so much better than the next guy
And a little trouble
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