Search results for 'too much too little too late by deniece williams' Page #1,139

where the kitchen is
Seen way too much growin up as a little kid
See now that I'm grown now
Got a different persona
I do what I want ta
Stay with aroma

that's a life I can't live lead by way too much regret
If I lived on one album for the rest of my life
I'd have What's Going On Marvin Gaye on my cassette

assumptions
You supposed to be here by my side, when this world Isn't
So sick of the fussing and fighting (oh)
I really just want you to like me
I'm feeling

forgot how late he stayed up
See Maximillian was a jealous kid who never had much, had much
He thought that the way to fit in was to have stuff, have stuff

and I kept the parties real late
I was kinda buzzed and I had this dime sitting next to me
She said lets have some fun and later on we'll try some ecstasy

a little obvious that I'm missing you
I'm reminiscing back, we can start brand new
We had a good thing, I just need you by my side, no lie
Baby you got me up

dog, hit him with the heat like I'm a oven
Call me Rick Ross, double up the profit by the dozen
That's the BIG FROSS, even though I call him little

First EP same year I learned to rap

I could never be done with harlots
Man stuck in the web like Charlotte
Too much writing gave me carpal tunnel
That's

the words I can snap all The pages that I left too much Rage on this verse
I'll explain what I meant
I'll be saying where I went
Now listen to me it's free
No

stomach empty

Don't matter long as I'm determined, my thoughts have been plenty
I ain't been eatin', you know I got no ass
But I got way too much pride,

could think of
But little did I know
That I was in for a win for what I was all in for
Whatever came up 'cause I was blind
Just like Stevie, homeboy

the name of love on some r kelly shit
80 proof in a water bottle alcoholic binge
Ugh... did I say too much drop kick to your chest into a Mercedes truck 
I'm

a teepee
Don't pop out too much, but the hoes giggle and smile when they see me
And these lame niggas going through it 'cause they know they can’t be me
They

more shows 

Yo, Grant's self description, a self-conscious mix of Sesame Street 
Trap rap, and a bit of futuristic, a little Rivers Cuomo and a can

fechar
4.
I'm young to be dead 03:24 
LETRAS
I been drinking too much
For being suffering a lot
That's the way I forget
All the problems I have
(Well, I

don’t resent the love
I just put in too much work
That’s my only drug
That’s the way we move
That’s that caviar
Chuck the deuce
And fuck this back

relationships or
How much we both hate them
Lemme try to make my intentions clear
This is something I stay away from
But I was wondering if you still had a man
Is

me back and
Tell him to be humble and to cut his closest friends some slack and
Tell him too much pride can be an enemy that will attack the
Ones that

mamas here to collect for all the times he missed a child support payment
But it's too late for all that
In his final moments he asked himself would he

get seen by my parents let's go down the street 
If I hit you on the text we'll probably talk today 
turned into my ex and then I walked away 
I still

cuz I'm in my bag
That tunnel vision got me focus
Niggas too bogus
And really tryna keep this shit open
Lately I don't
I don't feel how them niggas feel

spot 
They serving what raw and i'm taking ? 
When they playing i'm taking the floor too 
Dont let theese lil n***as by coast you i put this tool on his

a little attitude and an eye roll (Yeah)
But you, but you know how these nights go
I show you a good time, let's take a late drive
We could sip wine but we

But I always miss the exits I’ve been moving too fast

My father looking out for his son like nemo
I’m still here despite all the ego
My spirit’s