Lyrics:
late
Dinner with my man on a G5
Is my idea of a update
Hut-hut one, hut-hut two
Big titties, big butt too
Fu-Fuck with them real niggas
Who don't
Are you back in my life to stay
Or is it just for today
Oh that you're gonna need me?
If it's a thrill you're looking for
Honey, I'm flexible.
real dreamless
Perhaps you're smiling now
Smiling through this darkness
But all I had to give was guilt for dreaming
We should be on by now
We
Method Man on some shit, pullin' niggas files
I'm sick, insane, crazy, driving Miss Daisy
Out her fuckin' mind now I got mine, I'm Swayze
Is it real
break the sea
Truth can be stranger than fiction
This love is real
This love is real
Tell you someday baby, you and I should be one, one
Do it
we'll have the massed Alberts on by then, won't we?"
"Just whisper it"
"Two, three, four"
a minute there, I was dreaming
For just a minute, it was all so real
For just a minute, she was standing there, with me
And there's a dream I keep
bills (nah)
This life is real, you don't know 'bout the field (real)
My man got life, I told him chill and just try to appeal (appeal it)
They think
hung by the chimney with care
It's the most wonderful time of the year
Ice cream castles in the sky
There is happiness in their eyes
'Cause Christmas
I keep dwellin' on the past, babe
Know what I need, yeah
I need some real good lovin'
'Cause I'm troubled by the things that I see
I need some real
tears you're crying
Time and time again you take me back in baby
You don't have to make it plain
This is not real love
Look at us dancing baby
real dreamless
Perhaps you're smiling now
Smiling through this darkness
But all I had to give was guilt for dreaming
We should be on by now
We
as you and me, it's real
But some will run and others persevere
Victory is in the fight
In men with hearts will bleed tonight
And only rest and rest
gots more songs than
Your neighborhood bootlegger
Swingin hard like a forty-deuce on a hooker
Cuter than Booker, a real good looker
(Bert laughs)
Yeah,
tears you're crying
Time and time again you take me back in baby
You don't have to make it plain
This is not real love
Look at us dancing baby
mind
And show you the colors that are real
Someone is waiting just for you
Spinning Wheel spinning true
Drop all you troubles by the river side
is on your lips, my bum is on your lips"
And if I'm lucky, you might just give it a little kiss
And that's the message that we deliver to little kids
Ooh
Each day through my window I watch her as she passes by
I say to myself, "You're such a lucky guy"
To have a girl like her is truly a dream
right here for the real street niggas
You a real street nigga
Linking up with ya talkin' chicken talk with a nigga
If you a street nigga you can make it
the chance of a real love
I'm so moved, I'm so changed
My whole world is a fountain of flame
We stand a chance
We stand a chance
Yeah, and I
sure that it's real
We live in a political world
In the cities of lonesome fear
Little by little
You turn in the middle
But you're never sure why you're
old ranch is rocky
But his ropes sail smooth for several years
He worked real hard
And roped real good
And tried to get his ranch out in the clear
it, throw it a boss wanna see it
Just give me a call and I'll beat it
I'll be all where your seat is
Mary jane got me moving slow, I blow that by
Wine is fine but give me lots of beer
Now lite beer is real beer
Dark beer's real gone too
You drink too much ale, you get put in jail
So I think
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