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I'm here for you and you're here for me
That's how a friendship supposed to be
Come day or night storm some rain or shine
We'll stay side by
suckers was worse 'n you!"
Let's make a deal if you think
That's true
I mean, you're supposed to be the devil so...whatcha
Gonna do?
Heh?
Now hold on just
a Frisbee
And you telling your business, she tell me your business
You tell that bitch what you're feeling
All of the beans you be spilling
To you, she
out of key
Oh, baby I get by (Ah, with a little help from my friends)
All I need is my buddies (Ah, with a little help from my friends)
I say I'm
had a baby on her
Especially with a bitch that's supposed to be her friend
I thought about how I'd recover, knew we couldn't make amends
The situation
you here to do a job, and your work ain't done
To live is to suffer, but you're still my son
And there will be a time when you shine as bright
you here to do a job, and your work ain't done
To live is to suffer, but you're still my son
And there will be a time when you shine as bright
where i think my personal
Philosophy of life started
With that moment in my mind
I have always believed and thought since then
That my motion had to be
coming to an end
And how can I blame you
When I built my world around
The hope that one day
We'd be so much more than friends
I don't wanna know
Above the trees from the sky
Maybe then, see a friend
When it ends, home again
Baby bird you're supposed to fly
I'd like to see you at your best
When
you motherfuckers babysitted
I smash the critics like a overhand right from Riddick (yeah)
Come and get it, shitted on villains by the millions
I be
you're supposed to keep it
That's the beauty of a secret, oh oh oh
That's the beauty of a secret
You know you're supposed to keep it
But I don't have
home
With my future wife
So kill my pride
Young and fooled by
All your lies
Oh God what I'm supposed to do
What I'm supposed to do
Oh God what am I
right there next to me
Holdin’ on to my hand
This is supposed to be
Everything that it’s supposed to be
Now we bless the Lord together, we bless the Lord
right at the Truth commercial
Some days I don't want to be bothered
Some days I just miss my father
And even if by a miracle he makes it half way out
It
your friends
Hold the advice we got it from here (We got it)
Talk to me nice
They really don't need to be in yo ear (Be in yo ear)
It's not a surprise
waist and my lips
You're mixed race too
You're mixed race too
Your ancestors could be Gaelic, Scottish, French
Dutch, German, Greek, you could be dench
out of key
Oh, baby I get by (Ah, with a little help from my friends)
All I need is my buddies (Ah, with a little help from my friends)
I say I'm
My whole life could flash before your eyes
(Hope one day that you realize)
This isn't the way it's supposed to be
(This is who I crown, now without
don't fuck with us
She wouldn't lift up her top
So I fucked her friend, cause she was hot (Wallace, Wallace!)
I'm not supposed to be here with these
little Joshua Gosh
I wish I could of told you to not do the same
'Cause one day it could cost you your name
And this was supposed to be my first
the concrete heart that couldn't crack
And you were supposed to be the one
And you were supposed to be the one
You were supposed to be my anchor
Now you're just
Jon Jons in the building
It's time to step your games up right about now
Women remain calm, it's gone be some hate out there
Baby girl, why you by
between you
But it's not what I'm supposed to do
I watch him walk over you, talk over you, be mean to you
And it makes me feel close to you
And you're
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