Lyrics:
And that they’ve grown tired of my style and me
And the woman, with a long, focused glance she looks over
To find what she’ll need to do
To set me free
Oh,
things nigga so hold me down
Forty round, caliber spitter, that's how the shorty crown
Run with gordy hounds for 40 miles then ignore me now
Duck
name I cannot remember
Using Opiates overly, openly fuckin'
Up my image, yeah
One thing you need to know about me is
All I ever wanted was love
"Yeah, that might be true, but she don't need another nucka"
Ain't no choosin', jump off slick, this one here's my snucka"
He said, "Whatchu mean by
Sweet little woman, can't you see?
That you're the only one for me (one for me)
You make me feel good, so good inside
Stay by me, woman, for
afraid at our snarls
Thank God we didn't get beat by the Red Hot Karls
I care about culture of my squad
But after praccy I'm a really need to stretch my
seeking out
So, I don't need a co-sign to get this
All the things you done
I done did that
I could rap about money and cars and getting high
But, why?
Why yuh say yuh need closure
Bring yuh body
Let me hold yuh
No yuh man
Don't know what to do
With a woman like you
But imma show yuh
Why yuh say yuh
ready fi this
Mr. Lover keep yuh rockin di beat
[Chorus]
I said hey (Hey) you (You) standin over there by that wall
Get (Get) up (Up) do your thing
But to give you part two of my confessions (but I need to you you, baby)
This by far, is the hardest thing I think I've ever had to do
To tell you,
James Taylor
He's probably the closest
Thing to a writer's perfect
Exemplification of the
Unconscious all the songs are
Like movies all you
Need to do is
made them feel."
2) "The needs of a society determine its ethics."
3) "Success is liking yourself, liking what you do, and liking how you do it."
4)
to ceiling rhymes/ I can tell how she look before she say she doin fine,/ My vanilla sky dream girl woman of my dreams/ my Beyonce ride or die Etta James
ain't a damn thing funny
They ain't hatin' on the music, they hatin' on the money
[E-40]
My house so silly, my money so silly
I make more in a week
relationships
'Cause lately they're not making any sense
And, baby, your the one thing on my mind
But that can change anytime
'Cause there's so many fine woman
But to give you part two of my confessions (but I need to you you, baby)
This by far, is the hardest thing I think I've ever had to do
To tell you,
I ain't goin sneak around and go through all your stuff
Don't need to find any numbers, I feel it in my gut
You always accuse me of things you do
It's
like ring
I can't answer to no ring
Fuck out my face allow me to do my thing
Not by the book even if I'm here with nerd
They say I got some nerve
neck and I might glisten
The ultimate connect
I'll get you anything you need
From good credit to good weed
I can make any woman succeed
Control you with
a 2-2-3 Lebron James, Cleveland
Why am I insecure bout my woman?
Why my bitch cheating on me?
What the fuck I do to her?
I ain't did nothing nigga
where they're at
Whether they're Spanish (Chinese) white or black
Me and girls get along so very well
A man needs a woman in this world to excel
I was still in the jungle slangin' that D
Get out my face! No you ain't got no mo?'
Don't need no has been messin' up my corner
And you better
I don’t think I really knew love until I met you
You're a different kinda woman your a dream come true
I swear this girl amazing and I don’t need no
middle tennessee
Got a dog that can track down anything
And a woman i swear was sent to me by god
I keep my king james in the king ranch
Knees down, head
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