Lyrics:
on in your parents' bedrooms
Sometimes I wanna get on TV and just let loose
But can't, but it's cool for Tom Green to hump a dead moose
"My bum is
let's work
Hey – we're gonna dance tonight, okay?
We're all shining bright, let the music take you away
Don't ask questions, just do everything we
just keep hoping you let me in
Maybe I, I can't help but talking, I am here for you
Time passes on by and the way we love changes
And we're
something might be going amiss,
I won't be there so look out for yourself
You're getting in deep whatever you do,
Don't let me go back to sleep,
just
Let me grieve i break down and cry
See you, Oh yes do and cry
And walk on by (Just and walk on by)
Just and walk on by, Baby
A chair is still
hold it up to the speakers
And you let Luther do your talkin' for you
And Luther break it down like
Ridin' around in my whip, listenin' to my shit
a full cause of torment
For it's pleasures and pain
It will take all of your money and poison your brain
Lord, I started singing, I said mmmm
The place
business
I like the kind who wine and dine, who grinding all the time
Your X girl was a 5, but you not let up on a dime
What is this with you? All you
hurry up and wait to doubt me
She's wearing a straight jacket
Walking a tight rope
Bound to fall
She'll be the first to point a finger thinking I'd fear
I'm strapped up, nigga fuck a gun law
See me walking with a limp
That's my gun walk
I don't do no arguin', I let the gun talk
Yah! I'm strapped up,
I saw 'em heading out that morning
I guess I'll never know why
I didn't mean nothing by it
Gave 'em the finger when they waved goodbye
And it's
Come on, let's find that love connection that we missed
On Craigslist
Yeah, Craigslist, come on
I'm on Craigslist
Well baby, maybe you are too
Bee bomp
Ring Your Finger
Written and Produced by Johnnie B. Marshall, Jr.
Verse : Today, we gon do it right, you’re all dressed in white
You’re
grab one by the hand youknowhatI'msayin
And uhh, throw up that finger
Ay yo yo yo throw y'all fingers up!
Thug style baby, Thug style y'know?
Tell
mad world that we're living in (uh)
Gotta keep your heads up high, can't be giving in
Don't you let one day go by without praising the Most High
the sparks at the thought of touching you
When you're wounded
Let me break it down till to force the issue
We miss your face and you know we wish you
mad world that we're living in (uh)
Gotta keep your heads up high, can't be giving in
Don't you let one day go by without praising the Most High
won't ask for mercy
I choose to walk alone
Whats yours is mine and whats mine is mine too
If you shake my hand better count your fingers
What if I do
cannot get to know you
Can't understand
Why'd you have to be so blind just
Let me be don't waste my time
Build yourself a walking ground
Stay away but
by attack
I'm even attacking my mind
But you don't mind
'Cause this schedule thirteen
You just sit, down
Buy their ticket
Wait your turn
Aah,
I won't be there so look out for yourself
You're getting in deep whatever you do
Don't let me go back to sleep
Don't be careless love
(Don't be
side by side
You can be my baby, let me make you my lady
Girl, you amaze me
Ain't gotta do nothing crazy
See, all I want you to do is be my love
aura by dancing with the light
And sometimes it's difficult to stay quiet
I fight it, each time I find myself walking across your eyelids
Wishin'
by attack
I'm even attacking my mind
But you don't mind
'Cause this schedule thirteen
You just sit, down
Buy their ticket
Wait your turn
Aah,
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