Lyrics:
Wrapping the bottle through her ass, yeah Oh, oh, for my brothers in the hood fight the struggle man My hands keep by all means like hustle man Stay strong
pass by, can't hold back tears inside
'Cause Lord knows, for years I tried
And all the other people on my block hate your guts
Then you wonder why
Lord, I've really been real stressed, down and out, losing ground
Although I am black and proud, problems got me pessimistic
Brothers and sisters
Lord, I've really been real stressed, down and out, losing ground.
Although I am black and proud, problems got me pessimistic.
Brothers and sisters
Man my head is heavy
Its full of lies
Pushing the whip to the limit
I'm m flying by
Not tryna die just tryna have fun
Im in a bind
Like McDonald's
myself in this dark cloud
Come to you Lord, 'cause I don't know how
Come to you Lord, 'cause I don't know why
The devil tryna to get me, oh man (Oh yeah)
a simple smile
In our time is hard to come by
Still you got my back you'll run from miles
Well at least we still try
Oh brother oh sister oh father mother
There is a house in New Orleans
Call it the rising sun
And it's been the ruin
Of many a poor girl
And me, oh lord, I'm one
If I'd listened
brought me home a daughter-in-law and a grandbaby by now!
If you loved me
You'd be able to fly me around the world like Tyler Perry!
Her precious
and Cutlass Supremes
Seen Diana Ross remember that my sisters is queens
The Lord is coming, for now He visit in dreams
For every mission it seems impossible
(Ooh ooh)
They know who we are by now
They know who we are
Champion, the champion (champion, champion)
Yeah, okay, we made it to America
I remember when
Enemies enemies
Everywhere I look enemies
Watching me close like a journalist
These enemies
Oh Lord have mercy mercy on me
Niggas are thirsty thirsty
Oh, how I remember daddy
He was young and had a built in tan, yeah
And though he only stood about a five feet seven
My daddy was a heck of a man,
for it
Oh Lord I pray it work for me
Brokenness life aint for me
Momma keep praying for me
Ye ye
Abba father hear my cry please
My here tonight
I
Lord, I've really been real stressed, down and out, losing ground
Although I am black and proud, problems got me pessimistic
Brothers and sisters
to décembre
Ah just dae remember
All the love wae you don render
I've got so many reasons to say thank you
Oluwa you don bless me oh
Your love dae make me
a baby, and get on the floor
[verse two]
Oh man I really like the way this is goin down
Lords, came to your town
Made you a fiend like a crackhead (a
wine
Ooh, sitting together
Looking in your eyes
Talking to you, just me and you
Oh, my beloved, are you hearing me
Sitting together
Looking in your eyes
The next morning before the day broke.
Dear sister if you're not to sleep will you please tell me what happened to Aladdin and the magic lamp?
that type of guy
Now fam-a-lam, I'll be damned, slam jams the weak
Could it be the skunk weed that makes us oh so funky?
Now hold it let me choose,
to
(Great John on the beat, by the way)
Oh, I love the Lord (I love the Lord)
I sure do, surely do love the Lord
He heard, he heard my cry (he heard my
a bar (oh)
I remember callin' shorty phone, I told 'em, "They killed Dark" (oh)
Bro 'nem send me clothes online, I told 'em, "Add it to my cart" (oh)
I
moves) I remember
(Night moves) I sure remember
(Night moves) lord I remember, lord I remember
(Night moves) lord I remember oh yeah yeah
I remember, I
his little girl
Yeah I still feel like I'm where I'm supposed to be
But don't forget to remember me
Tonight I find myself kneelin' by the bed
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