Lyrics:
a forklift
But you know my heart beat that New York shit
Fuck liftin' weights all I smoke is strong
Put a towel by the door
Cover the smoke alarm (Mr weedman)
now you're gone and all I have is five words on my mind
You don't love me anymore oh baby
You don't love me any more baby please forgive me
But
rat-ass folk
Repent, the end is near, the Bible says it clear
My mama says it's right, but she think Jesus white
She workin' like a slave, her preacher
catchin' eyes like you catchin' ties
Over here's where you wanna be
It's so familiar, like we met somewhere before
And I'm tired of waitin' baby while you
I need you here by my side
Here by my side
I need you here by my side
Here by my side
Buckle up, girl enjoy the ride
(Huh)
Enjoy the ride yea ohhh
side?
And is it really, really, really real?
Whoa-oh, Whoa-oh-oh
If I come over is it chill?
Whoa-oh, Whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Baby tell me if it's real
Kisses for the holidays
Where the mistletoe hangs low
Kisses for the holidays
Baby come and hold me close
Kisses for the holidays
Where the mistletoe
I've been feeling
I'm the one for you, now baby tell me what you....
Pre Chorus 1
Think of me
Close to your side is where I wanna be
Think of me
I
That's my baby no Povich
Inglewood baby I'm golden
Had it can't say I lost it
Inglewood baby I'm flossing
Ummhmmm
That's my baby no Maury
Englewood baby I
had babies havin babies - and young niggaz sellin crack
I think the bitch is lyin, it's a set up
I can smell it, but Ignorance is runnin rampant
Aight
oh-o-o-o-oh babe
(my heart just speaks to me)
it's me that feels this way
oh-o-o-o-oh babe (baby)
I know you are the one that is hurting
I'm so unpredictable
than the Lamb (yeah)
And the Lion is also the GOAT
Boy, yeah
Ayy, load me up
Breeze
I got His heart like it's right in my pocket
I'm four
Never met someone that could bring me to my knees
I'm falling baby can't you see
And the best is you believe in me, constantly surprising me, I love
professional
I'm followin' you, sweating you
I can't believe I'm doing what I'm doin
What is wrong with my head? Go 'head
'Cause baby I like how you're
like I'm dead too
The way you move around, so fake
How you gon lie to my face
Bein alone is my fate
I cannot change my ways
Baby I can't trust again,
over are you coming home with me
In sharpie are you gone put your number on my hand
The night is almost over lets just dance till we sleep
A diamond
I’m not playing games
I came to make a move
The sun is setting now
And out comes the moon
Baby you don't
Have to call
You can stop by anytime
We’ll
never too lonely.
It's over baby,
Where were you when I wanted ya
And needed ya right by my side?
I said-a, baby, baby, don't you feel me moving,
Come take a walk through the hood with me
Where faith is at a lower
Level cuz pressure is hard
30 years in a cell will leave
A killer acquainted with God
to wounded vets, telling me where to place my bets
My bets?
How bout on Jesus
How bout he came to save us and thats enough
And there is power in Jesus
And my
Clay Aiken, Josh Gracin, Ruben Studdard)
Well, you can tell by the way I use my walk I'm a woman's man, no time to talk.
Music loud and women warm,
(It's a YTT made beat)
Fucked your baby mama by balling
I ain't talking cap
Stainless steel Glock on my neck, I'mma shoot your ass
Lotta niggas
my aperon."
In the dead of the night when all were fast asleep,
This pretty little baby, oh, it begin to weep.
He says: "What little dicky bird is
Through this hate retaliate, it's official
I got that bomb, bomb, diddy, diddy, diddy, bomb, bomb
When I hit you
Push the issue
My ghetto dope is
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