Lyrics:
or did I dream it?
You astrologers, eh? Well, what's he then?
Wise Man 2: H'm?
Mandy: What star sign is he?
Wise Man 2: Capricorn.
anybody else's house
I'll take it over anybody else's mind
You couldn't sell my anybody else's being
I'm not interested
You know I'm a loner
I don't like
"Everybody don't always make it
But there's always that guy back in
The hood that was the
Shit and inspired the people that
Did make it" Meek Mill
By the time
fucked me up, the hater side was the most crowded
I don't claim clicka, but I do be around it
And when I leave the house, I don't never leave without it
I
real world is, only a dream
I love you cat
I love you too
Jour body moved slow and your brain did too
Your mind was wrecked by drugs
I'm glad I don't
dream
Crowded by the bad things
Crowded by the (Ayy)
And I don't know what's happening
Seein' all them laughing
Feel some type of stabbing
I don't know
Shell Toes hell no
I ain't paying for pleasure
Your pussy don't bring rainbows
And pots of treasure
It's every girl's dream
To floss with the team long
Don't talk me to death
[50 Cent] G, H
[Scarlett] It's elementary
[Scarlett]
Picture me rolling Range Rover
Same color your Air Force Ones
White on white,
of Emilia-Romagna. It’s a warm September morning and the piazza is crowded with people, watched over by the lofty bell tower of the 12th century Basilica of San
and turning nights are over
I don't even feel a touch of blues
Once more I can see the sun a shining
Shining though I know I'm over you
So don't think it ain't
You the shit say it! You
Don't have to be humble
Be like Ray J "I'm tired of being humble"
I'm not a cocky person by nature
Scaff, be cocky for her!
These dreams don't just die,
DVD:
No we not in the building 'cause we sittin on top
Oh what a feeling no ceilings
Wait for the drop
We used
scared?
Can you taste blood?
Turmoil
The seas boil
Diggin' graves
In the deep soil
I can show you if you ready
It can take over if you let it
Don't
Over-zealous
There is nothin' you can tell us
That we don't already know
I mean I heard the same story
Like an hour ago
Bust up on the scene,
I'm like a heavy
house)
Real tight, doing it at night
Lyrics floating like molecules all over the room (let's play house)
Blended with the smell of Chronic (let's play
here
The dream is here
Well, I'm over your radio once again
Pretty Par D, I'm your best friend
Let's take it to the stage
Feel better by the pound
My
Jersey
Now we can do this a couple of different ways, it really depends
Could give them classic NY jeans over the Timbs
Or I could spit about my car
out to all the refugee gangs around the world
Signal, signal, y'all need to chill with the drive-by's
It was the fourth of July I heard the cherry bomb
on-and-and-on-and-on-on-and-on
The beat don't stop until the break of dawn
I said M-A-S, T-E-R, a G with a double E
I said I go by the unforgettable name
Of the man they call
on-and-and-on-and-on-on-and-on
The beat don't stop until the break of dawn
I said M-A-S, T-E-R, a G with a double E
I said I go by the unforgettable name
Of the man they call
I like escaping into dreams
But I know I won't be sleeping
Something 'bout you
Keeps me thinking keeps me drinking
Don't wanna feel a thing
It's
wonders
Maybe you can do something
I can't
So don't stop doing it
Don't stop doing it
Baby, you can do wonders ...
Just a notion
Just a notion -
much the enemy to me these
Days i always felt like
Love always stalled my vision
And my dreams it
Always was a burden on my back
I needed to let love
Go
I've been #1 for 12 years
How I'm supposed to remain humble wit' it?
Chopper wit' a coolin' can'
I'm in the middle of the jungle wit' it
Long hair don't
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