Lyrics:
to say
I moan and pout at you until I get my way
I won't dance, you won't sing
I just wanna love you but you wanna wear my ring
Well there's nothing
another statistic
My nigga, this courtesy of Compton (courtesy of Compton)
Brooklyn go hard, motherfucker
Love me on the East like I'm Chuck D
you're at
Or at least it'll help you to feel it
By the time we made it up to Greasy Lake
My head was out the window
Janey's fingers were in the cake
I
The TV is turned down the kids are in bed
And thoughts of you darling spin around in my head
Bobby still loves you and as he walks by
He says where's
Lemme shout out bobby cuz, 6ix in there like
"Oh my goodness"
Nah, I just did that for the adlib, keep that (squad!)
Yeah, oh my goodness, oh my
Precious moments time cannot erase
Make a living up and down the gypsy highways
Seasons that we've had to share apart
Somehow in my heart I always
portraits,
Memories of love and pain,
Though cut down by life's deceptions
I found the strength to start again
All in all it's been a rocky road,
Twists
everybody bleed, everybody need something
Everybody love, everybody know
I been knockin' doors down like a Jehovah witness
God as my witness, I'm with
man came by for some gas and water.
He said: "Boy, stay away from my daughter."
That night, by the light of the moon,
Bobby climbed up to Suzy's
There's an old Gypsy Moth
Made of glue and cloth
That lands in a horse filled field
An unusual event for those palomino gents
Who just stared
know you shocked, right? They got me on my bully, homie
It's fake love 'cause they really hatin'
For my downfall, they really waitin'
Hundred yardies,
the together and the strong as well as the deranged
I'll do you right like bobby knight
And then I'm rapping on the mic to the Broadway light
Stomp my hands,
wishing on the stars) up above
And being so in love
(Johnny) no no he'll never do
(Bobby) no it isn't him too
They would never no they'd never
cream, and niggaz Still Love You Rakeem
The game of death, we kickin niggaz in the chest like Kareem
My wingspan is wider than Rodan
My sweet
(Ah, Bobby, ah)
(Everythings cool), that's cool
(We're glad you go to a swingin' school)
My little chick is my heart's desire
(La, la-la-la, la, la,
the next morning
Beneath the sky above
Evil was gone, replaced by gracious love
When I waved them good bye
I did thank my lucky stars
And drove into
school
(Ah, Bobby, ah)
(Everythings cool), that's cool
(We're glad you go to a swingin' school)
My little chick is my heart's desire
(La,
for every single one of my fans
Autographs 'til I couldn't feel my hands
Just a man with a plan, but you wouldn't understand
I get high by the notes,
words, missing a few screws
Keep saying you'll change your ways
But broken plates have weighed me down
I tried to love you in my mind
Gypsy John, I'll
the together and the strong as well as the deranged
I'll do you right like bobby knight
And then I'm rapping on the mic to the Broadway light
Stomp my hands,
with no end
Tossed by the wind and sea
And when I'm incomplete
Just one request from me
God take my heart forever, it's Yours
Make me Your
Well he made me think
It made me want to play
Yeah, my friend eric
Was a damn good player on the guitar
Why his guitar would sing
And the gypsy blues,
low inside your soul.
So be my gypsy,
Make love your guiding light,
And let that pair of golden earrings
Cast their spell tonight.
today,
Feel tomorrow like I feel today,
I'll pack my trunk, make ma git away.
Saint Louis woman wid her diamon' rings
Pulls dat man 'roun' by her
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