Lyrics:
that you walk by
I like the way you swing your eye
I like your kind of love
That's good, baby, that's good
Every night I like the way you beg for
On your mark set go
Baby I love you so ah
I no go let you go
Bad belle pack your things and go o o
On your mark set go o o o
Girl you know say I love you so
measured by the toys he's got
Excess marks the spot
Go for it all if you need it or not
Excess marks the spot
Ooh, two condos in Maui one in Newport Beach
I'm beautiful in my way
Cause God makes no mistakes
I'm on the right track, baby
I was born this way
Don't hide yourself in regret
Just love yourself
step out of line
I crossed my fingers it's a lucky sign
Inch by inch is a cinch
Yard by yard is much harder
Life without you baby is
Harder
Life without
Heart still beating, but it's dark in my mind
Don't try'na find me, I'm hard to find
Don't try'na mark me, you're a mark alright
Don't try'na bark
your place (ooh baby)
Girl im waiting for you to come my way.
CHORUS
This kind love e do me wantintin
You dey mess with my brain inna my thinking
don't forget a day
Fall down on my knees wishing for your return
And oh, how I hurt
'Cause I (oh, I) oh, I (oh, I)
(Miss you) I miss you, baby
(Miss you)
way
Come back, my babe
Come back, my babe
Feel holy again, I gave her
I gave her (ooh, baby, baby)
(Ooh, baby) gotta give her
Ooh, baby, baby
that haunting kind of high
Delve a little in the deep
Grab a piece of hell to keep
Wanna creep into a new dimension
Warm possession by the fire
Now it
Yeah baby, from me and my kind
body fit
I avoid being soft, rather aggressive
I like to show my power and be harsh
My presence will leave a mark
But I am in charge, I break a lot
around with Shallah Raekwon
A couple of years before the Wu was even on
They love the way I dress captivated by my charm
If you see me in the cut I'm
retribution)
Sealed within jaded promises
Lined by an intimate sin
(A hunger for retribution)
Go ahead, I’m waitin’
Cut my losses, cut my gemini
Does it hold
She kind of crazy but I kind of like it
I know I'm fire little baby don't fight it
Get by myself and I roll up that dope
Light it
I'm getting high
Bout, bout, bout, bout, bout, bout, bout.
Bout, bout, bout, bout, bout, bout, bout, bout.
Me and my guys be lurking the streets, plottin',
bout, bout bout bout
Me and my guys be lurking the streets plottin upside down smiling
Bummin no matter Skully, hoods, bandannas, bullets
Stocking
you to mama, eat some shitor
I gotta lot for you baby
I gat you stock in my head
This kind of thing drive me crazy
In you I want to invest
I nor go
kind of donut are you
What kind of donut are you
Are you a Boston Creme, or do you have jelly inside
Inside baby
What kind of donut are you
That's for me
'Cause I don't care 'bout your money
I been kinda lonely
I know that you want me
And baby I want you
(You, you) you're my kind of present
(Yeah you,
a silver spade
Dig my grave with a silver spade
Dig my grave with a silver spade
Mark the place where I will lay
There is one kind favor I ask of you
baby we gon' be alright
Yea yea love was the mark, bullets to your heart
I want to move on but my feelings too strong
I don’t wanna waste time, I don’t
you shiesty and that was her last remark
Nah baby I'm icy but hot enough to make you feel a spark
My heat blinded you
Warm hands that leave a cold mark
of me
You're missing the mark, shooting in the dark
I'm pulling the wool from my eyes
Baby don't you push me further
It's gonna hurt you if it
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