Lyrics:
bein' your girl
And if I am your princess than daddy
You are the king of the world!"
It's funny how life moves in circles at times
To think not so
I was walkin down the street
But got surprised
By some brown thighs and some pretty brown eyes
But it was something different
Its like her soul
could borrow
Showing you the better side of me
Sentimental lies, circle of illusions
Secrets in disguise slowly fade away
Finding alibis,
Losing my direction
Running out of time
Walkin' around in circles
Going out of my mind
I'm down for the third time
I'm glad to see
Everything is
on we'll conspire
As we dream by the fire,
To face unafraid the plans that we made
Walkin' in a winter wonderland!
for the record, it's gotta-be said,
He came in all colors - brown, white, black and red.
And some "cow-pokes" were yellow, an' these are the facts.
or margarine, I mastered economics
No conniving serpents in my Genesis, what the premise is
Only chase the golden circles, I learned that from Sonic
Vibes running
lightskin, brown skin
Races
Shawty want cocoa, bust it on the low low
I just took couple sips of the four loko
Riding in a buggy, doing shit with molly,
Flower on the wall dying inside
It ain't doin well doesn't get enough light
Nobody know about it walkin' by
Turnin' yellow brown nobody know why
So
by your house
Though I know you're not at home
I can see you
Your brown skin shinin' in the sun
You got your hair combed back and your sunglasses on,
You can find me in the parking lot
Rollin' loud, This bitch dancing
Have my men kill the track
Call me Charles Manson
Switch up the flow, Hit
corona too real
I can't do the walk-in
I ain't talking Madden but I'm finna hawk it
Chris Brown how a nigga dance
Bro keeping a stick like he playing with
Huh
Yoyo
Yeah
You talkin' that shit but I'm droppin' a nuke
Circle your block so much I might puke
Mans in sight I'm comin' for you
You is a pest
on her
Wanna see ya in ya boustia (Swoop ya)
See ya in a group and say, 'Hey!'
Areola, Stick 'em out
Don't know what I'm talkin 'bout
That circle around
to sound
When Thoughts pound
And brown's my complexion section Southern
My brother-in is Jex, I
Sweats no sex, 'cause this kid gets
Grits and shit, it's
Later on, we'll conspire
As we dream by the fire
To face unafraid
The plans that we've made
Walkin' in a winter wonderland.
much more to me than meets the eye
This is my Circus
And I'm no clown
Walkin' a tight rope
I never look down
This is my Circus
The best show in town
I'm
South side, catch up
Brown boy, next up
Tiny circle, told them, catch up
Six years, big work
Scheming, dreaming
Write it, see it
Show up, be it
South
it to you
I'm doing all my best
Doing all my best
I'm beating on my chest
Still beating on my chest
They put us through hell
Baby we are in circle
all I know is, all I know is
And I can't quit, all I know is
Pullin' up, double R on the rear, license plate say I don't care
Walkin' round up in Times
drivin' by your house
Though I know you're not at home
But I can see you-
Your brown skin shinin' in the sun
You got your hair combed back and your
"Well, actually, Dwight, I'd recommend having your mother killed by one. After that happened I developed a rather keen interest in the subject, you know?"
walkin' in
Bummy and grungy, fuck it, man, I am stuntin' and flossin'
And savin' my money and I'm hella happy that's a bargain, bitch
I'ma take your
the breeze
Her fragrance a waterfall soakin my feet
In a whole new world like Aladdin, she my Jasmine
Every step walkin into beauty pageants
There she's
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