Lyrics:
a blunt, or either pass me a joint
I'm the modern day Rick James, yeah that's me
Anything less than the best is blasphemy
So ask for me - when you wanna get
influenced by the ghetto you ruined
That same dude you gave nothing, I made something doing
What I do through and through and
I give you the news, with
Four, nothing wrong with me
One, something's got to give
Two, something's got to give
Three, something's got to give now
Let the bodies hit
on society
[BRIDGE:]
Faster and faster my whole situation
Fallin' apart, crossin' my heart
And I hope to live
But something has to give
[CHORUS:]
a lot of love around
And that's something I can't live without
When I move in to town.
You must give me everything
I had when I was home
The things I was
no rubbers
Fuck you nigga then fuck yo' cousin
For some shoes and a couple hundred
I thought you knew, let me teach you something
She'll suck me
much to me, I just wanna give right back to 'em you know
When 16 ain't enough, but I only get 16, that's like a cage you know
When 16 ain't enough, I
Petition the lord with prayer
Petition the lord with prayer
You cannot petition the lord with prayer
Can you give me sanctuary
I must find a place
(No kind of shady)
(I am the lady)
Let me run this by you
I know that you've been jivin' me
And you're cold as you can be
But I leave you room
to your brain like goddamn!
Everybody know you ain't about it
Everything you talk about I know I can live without it
Red light, stop, green light, go!
when I can help you out,
cnd times when you must fall.
There are times when you must live in doubt
cnd I can't help at all.
Three blue stars rise
insurance
Three bad bitches, dope come concurrent
Still, you know the dope won't stop
If I die today bury me in a dope ass watch
They say we can't be
First I was afraid, I was petrified
Kept thinking I could never live without you by my side
But then I spent so many nights just thinking
How you
to peel some
To let niggas know (let 'em know)
That if you fuck with big-and heavy
I get up in that ass like a wedgie
Says who - says me, the lyrical
Niggas
time to slow it down
October 21st, Lavelle came to the world
Followed by three more boys and then a baby girl
Momma loved me, T.T. Uncle Jay
Loves
pineapples talking diamonds by the jar
She never wrote a song but I know that she's a star
[Chorus]
Something about her probably can't live without her
Petition the lord with prayer
Petition the lord with prayer
You cannot petition the lord with prayer
Can you give me sanctuary
I must find a place
a towel
Ride sexy through the city, see me you will be aroused
My bankroll so well endowed,
Pull bitches from M-I-A to A-T-L in style
And in crowds
(Because your love that drives me crazy)
Her voice
Her face
Grown accustomed to her voice
(You know I finally realize)
Grown accustomed to her face
wanna go out, can you tell me where the spot is)
Well we're partying all night, and everybody is having a good time
(I wanna get nice, I wanna get live
, four
[t.k] the stuff legends are made of, urban folklore
Like jim morrison we break on through
Before I care about your take on me, we take on you
Orleans' finest
Now you are bein' blinded by European diamond
And you are seein' two or three times and
Got your vision all fucked up, now you can't even
popping in your CD, bitch we popping in them clips
And now we all up in your grill live in 3-D
With drama, disaster, and death when you make me have
Are you haunted by the sound?
It's gonna take more than a hand
To turn this thing around
Won't you lean it on me?
Rescue, set me free
Up against
Discuss these you give me something live at 3fm by james morrison Lyrics with the community:
Report Comment
We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.
If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly.
Attachment
You need to be logged in to favorite.
Log In