Lyrics:
don't think there is nothing I can do now to right my wrongs
(Jesus walks with me)
I want to talk to God, but I'm afraid because we ain't spoke in so
[Chorus]
Oh that little bitty teeny weeny thing they call the
Love bump
Nobody thinks about it until one day it just pops up
It all started with
there's nothing else to do
Good day, eh? (Yeah)
In case you thought, like, I wasn't on this part
Oh, I guarantee ya, you'd be on
Okay, so, good day,
(One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine)
It's the ten crack commandments, what?
Uh, uh
Nigga can't tell me nothing about this coke
rings but that ain't about this
What you bout b****
Excuse my French emotion in my passion
But I wear my heart on my sleeve like it's the new fashion
like my kind
'Cause I was a bit too leisurely
Seems that I was busy doing something close to nothing
But different than the day before
That's when
Do you ever think about the French veranda?
Saluting uncles with 2 jobs and gigging at the weekend
Talking about hard work making for an able mind
Hard
You all propaganda
I’m like lil Wayne what’s in my cup you sipping Tropicana, my dawg he was rich but now he gone he looked like French Montana, if
we had our very first quarrel today
I got really angry and I slapped her face
Now I'm sorry but what can I say
I love her so much
I can't think
You're the Colosseum,
You're the top! You're the Louvre Museum,
You're a melody from a symphony by Strauss,
You're a Bendel bonnet, a Shakespeart
Uh,Big Daddy K,Morcheeba,Uh,Feel me,Uh
Every time I think about you
My senses start to raise
And when I try to get you
You're gone without
all about survival God
(You know the epilogue by James Todd)
Put your life on the line, you running out of time
The coroner's calling, she know she
Selective memory conveniently drops by,
When you're up in the club and some girls caught your eye,
What you don't think I hear rumors? My friends
(One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine)
It's the ten crack commandments, what?
Uh, uh
Nigga can't tell me nothing about this coke
off the kids
Only sunshine on their lids
Jiminy Cricket and Power Wheels
And memories of Happy Meals
Sometimes I look at the stars
I think about
won't die, this shit gon' end
Will I see tomorrow?
Pull on side me like I'm Biggie
Send 'em through the car door
Looked up to French Montana
Cause I
shout
Watched a French film
With the blinds down
They were in a strange dream
What was that about?
I know it's stupid to hope
When nothing's really
never had doubts or thoughts of regret,
And I was a man when all this began,
Who wouldn't think twice about being there yet.
Black throated wind, whisper
I'm goin' in
If I die tomorrow, go and look over my family
Friends' fans can't judge 'bout grands
'Bout 2 girls French last year
Stressed out,
friends
They might get set back by some wench
But that bitch'll never win
It's all about the way of the world
It's all about the way of them girls
It's
wanted by you
All I wanna be is wanted
All I want is everything
I think I'd like to play guitar and be a Beatle and be so swell
And every show I
to burst into song you have to be inspired
and nothing inspires quite like love.
These groups and singers think that they appeal to everyone
by singing
to burst into song you have to be inspired
And nothing inspires quite like love
These groups and singers think that they appeal to everyone
By singing
friends
They might get set back by some wench
But that bitch'll never win
It's all about the way of the world
It's all about the way of them girls
It's
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