Lyrics:
Written by James Young
Lead Vocals by James Young
murolceS odrO suvoN sitpeoC tiunnA
What the devil's goin' on
Why don't your turn that music
candle light, turn off the lights
Oh, let's make love tonight
Love me by candle light, turn off the lights, baby
I'm caught in your passion
Nothin'
fairytales and rainbows
It's a dark twisted place controlled by these A-Holes
Gave you my love and you turn around and hurt me
Knew a bitch like you could
a hundred grand
Bitch you insane if you think I'm your mayn
Here's 2 G's, go fuck LeBron James
[Chorus - minus first line]
Hah, been gettin' this
I’m surrounded by love (By love by love)
You give me a feeling that I like, girl
I would never turn my back on you that’s
My promise
Everything
chest
Take it slow, and baby, let me know
That you got no plan to rest
I wanna feel you all night
See your body in candlelight
You really turn me on
I'm
dress
Foaming like a wave
On the ground around your knees
And the birds, like tender babies in your hands
And the old men playing checkers by the trees
no!
I recall the yellow cotton dress
Foaming like a wave
On the ground around your knees
The birds, like tender babies in your hands
grabbed him by the coat
[ CHORUS ]
Baby
Don't try to save me
People
Just let me be
Fucker
I'm not your brother
Step back
Rick James, respect that
[ Slug ]
The truth of your emotions
Looking clearer in your eyes
But I know there's someone else
That you have on your mind
So you give my love away and leave it all
sun ray ribbons
Cotton candy clouds and the blue silky skies
Go ahead and raise your hand if you can taste my vision
Thinking rainbows on the moon
gotta live your life
Don’t be afraid to grow
You can’t let dreams pass you by
Yeah, the days you think
You think I love you baby
That ain’t love at all
prraatI ain't saying too much and that's that
Cause that cat you embracing with love
Might clap that gat cause he got hate in his blood
Keep your friends
I might just dick her
You should've known I don't fight my nigga, but it's too late do better with your life my nigga
Now you know how to fly my
still see the yellow cotton dress
Foaming like a wave
On the ground around your knees
And the birds, like tender babies in your hands
And the old
fevered iron like a stripped pair of pants
I recall the yellow cotton dress
Foaming like a wave on the ground around your knees
And birds like tender
fevered iron like a stripped pair of pants
I recall the yellow cotton dress
Foaming like a wave on the ground around your knees
And birds like tender
recall the yellow cotton dress
Foaming like a wave
On the ground around your knees
The birds, like tender babies in your hands
And the old men
stop frontin'
You've got your Death-Eaters
You've got the Elder Wand
I've got the O.O.T.P. and my best friends Hermione and Ron
You've lived a life with
convos in a condo
Put bread on your name, turn you to John Doe
Been sellin' the cane, know how the problems go
On the base like McGwire
Thirty-eight
And tell 'em it's Kurupt and Snoop
Fuck your crew it's on I take your Brome
It's Don Corleone in the Chronic zone
I turn your dubs into nickels while I'm
The clock on the wall is moving slow
Girl you hold my heart in your hands
Because of you I'm a better man
So thankful I don't have to face life alone
When my
world starts spinning and it's moving fast
Ya try to stay sane that's the price of fame
Spending your life trying to numb the pain
Ya shake that
bloood wit em
I can only really tell you two things
Get in the right or you on life line cause you ain't bolt like usian
Because niggas was russian by your
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