Lyrics:
you, you, you
I need you
The original Solomon Burke version had a spoken introduction (included in the Rolling Stones cover version) and a more
break down, we break down, we break down
He's servin' time, locked down
And she don't want nobody to know,
His daughter twenty five pounds
By
break down, we break down, we break down
He's servin' time, locked down
And she don't want nobody to know,
His daughter twenty five pounds
By
At the video shop
Let me fly, fly you away
From all of the depression in you head
Caused by all the living in the red
I've got a bootleg version of Citizen
Hustle by my lonely I don't need nobody hey no, I need nobody bitch
Hustle by my lonely I don't need nobody hey no, I need nobody bitch
Hustle by my
bodied
Think I learned something from her I don't need no help
My la vida loca
Think I'm Ricky Martin
Stop looking to them people I'm a do it myself
I be
esteem
Achieve his dreams, but he gone focus when he ain't got shit to eat
You can be whatever you want, but all he ever seen was feens
The blood of murder
dig the way you be lookin' at me
Dig your confidence; you want me, it's evident (trust me)
[Big Shug]
My man told me that you like me
You want
dig the way you be lookin' at me
Dig your confidence; you want me, it's evident (trust me)
[Big Shug]
My man told me that you like me
You want
Yeah, yeah, okay, yeah
Sippin' that aquafina , now I be hittin' bitches on that netrogena
I ain't drippin', I'm drippin' too clean I feel like I got
a virgin
Nobody ordered the no class, white trash, Salvation Army version of me
They want the original Deadzy the main mad man behind these hands
Behind
it's "oh wow he slaying it"
Life's like a game I'm getting tired of playing it
Stick by my lonely
Ain't got much to say of it
My bitch drive the boat
So
ain't no God, and a whole lot of pride
It might be a homicide, so let the drama slide
We don't want no problems, B
Get your name in the obituary column
myself
I might just do it with no help like I always did
I'm glad you're happy but I kinda want you to myself
If I'm out by my lonely know I gotta keep
know its pressure by the way it stank
This my party I get high if I want to
I can see you lurking bitch but I do not want you
Soon you get some money be
the bounce, keep the rock
Sometimes I get lonely and let this speakers knock
Trying to find the love below in my broken speaker box
Nobody told me life was
was lonely, nobody calling for me
I was broke trippin', now I'm up I'm on it
Grinding since the morning
All I get is money
Don't want love if ain't real
of art you giving me pretty visuals
Typa shit that we be doing baby that shit ain't typical
Can't nobody do you like me yeah you know I'm original
You gon
one else can make you say
(I will tell us)
I want to saved
And I want to be free
And I want to be happy
(You are light)
Only you
(You are truth, shine
Cuz these niggas wanna take my life away
Many men, want my name next to R.I.P
So I gotta keep a glock by me
Like a chick that bitch my side piece
30
of his love of games
(He finished his set that night
By retreating to play
Galaga as John Mayer riffed on guitar) Now
As he spots
The original Pong, Super
To absolutely nobody!
I'm living the 'whatever the fuck I want' life
That's the life I live
Whatever I want, whenever I want)
So, who you hatin' on?
Make a move
your calls, nobody
And sometimes, i fantasize
About what you and i could be if we could find our way to each other in this life
But i it's foolish of me
(That's how you're feelin' Martin?)
(Did it for the glory)
Yeah
Did it for the glory
Ain’t nobody ever did it for me
I been on my ones, I been lonely
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