Lyrics:
and rang back on the voda
You were chatting so kosha
But then you started to moan love
About how i never give you no time
And im out on the road too much
I
Hey homeboy how come everywhere you go you have to go by limousine man
Hey man that's my thing
I know its your thing
Every time I see you you are
ever think of me, some boy she loved who fled to sea?
And why waste time debating
Whether she'd be waiting for the likes of me?
So you drift into
I know she said it's alright
But you can make it up next time
I know she knows it's not right
There ain't no use in lying
Maybe she thinks I know
And shoot me twenty-five times in the same spot (ow!)
I think I got a generation brainwashed
To pop pills and smoke pot 'til they brains rot (uh-oh)
Stop
Anne was an aspiring actress working in a cafe called Muy Aquario
She got a face tattoo of her social done down
In the spokes of the barrio And by
Master's in the counting house
Counting all his money.
Sister's sitting by the mirror
She thinks her hair looks funny.
And here am I thinking
whiskey on her shirt, she gon' have to get it cleaned
She been goin' way too hard, someone has to intervene
Baby, she look like a star, but only on camera
stories till dawn.
And he said, "Come on, get your bag, boy! Sun's up now and it's time to roll!
Hell, you know there ain't no better time than early in
(yeah)
Two Glock .40s at all time
Gon' shoot back a nigga shoot at me, just know it (ha, ha, yeah)
Oh
All I see is signs
All I see is dollar signs
no other man can touch
Who gives me all the love she has to give
You've sacrificed for dreams of mine that never did come true
You've done without
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
were always dancing in and out of view
I must have thought she'd always be around
Always keeping things real by playing the clown
Now you're nowhere
it's private
Damn, I hate a shy bitch
Don't you hate a shy bitch?
Yeah, I ate a shy bitch
She ain't shy no more
She changed her name to My Bitch
Even to the angels it may sound like a lie
For you child
He has the troops and extra backup standing by
For you child
For you he's the best he can be
ordinary way
She's got a job, she has a family
She tries to keep them both together
She's barely getting by, saving everything she makes
Day by day it
Blowfly:
"Turn over! I'ma stick it in why'ass! 'No, it's gon' hurt!'
You'll get used to it."
Verse 1: Brother Marquis
Lady Godiva was a freak
She
You stood by me whenever times were bad and never once did I hear you complain
You always made the best of what little bit we had
And held your
thinks no one really cares
So many bad thoughts ‘round her head
Feels at times she should be dead
They do see her now and then
But not the notes from her
nothing is different, that no-one has changed
Nothing has changed
I stand by my lover as she stands by me
Chained to my lover as she's chained to me
on the TV
And that's about the time she walked away from me
Nobody likes you when you're twenty-three
And are still more amused by TV shows
What
Started with a pain in my heart
That compromised my sanity
I was really fallin' apart
When this angel came and rescued me
She has a gift of healin'
I know a couple
She sits in a rocking chair working puzzles
He watches TV upstairs
She has a secret she has never let out
A man she thinks he
the night
'Til that darkness turns to sky
You think about your sister and the mighty heart she has
She's been sober for a year now how the time it seems
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