Lyrics:
The cold has a voice
It talks to me
Stillborn by choice
And it has no need to hold
Old man feels the cold
Oh baby, don't 'cause I've been told
man? you're out of your head
Sleepless nights, on an H.P. bed
A daddy by the time you're twenty-one
If your happy with a nappy then you're in for fun.
'd be lost
But for the grace of God
I can see that old man
He's walking past our door
And I've been told that he's rich
But he seems so poor
jail tight enough to lock me
Ain't no man big enough to stop me
I'll be there if you ever want me by your side
So love me if you ever gonna love me
some more
(Oh yeah)
Or maybe I should just take you home
And make you feel for me, like a love Jones
(Yeah, I said)
What we gonna do when the 'L
and time
(Whenever he takes that ride, I'm gonna be by his side)
I've gotta be with him
(I know you will)
On that midnight train to Georgia
I'd rather
France, a century, seventeen
Salute Toussaint and Dessalines
And I do love France, know what I mean?
It's the system I'm talkin', nobody's agreein'
They
by the CIA or the industry
Know where black hands be on black Glocks
No back stabs or sad plots, we let them rot
1-800-Nas&Hit, don't call us with
of passion, jealousy, and hate
Woman needs man, and man must have his mate
That no one can deny
It's still the same old story
A fight for love and glory
on the tail gate
Talk about nothing till the day breaks
Amarillo By Morning by George Strait
Yeah, we got it on repeat!
Ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh
Just livin'
support
Ah but they won't Bob
We'll have nothing to do with this
But wait, wait a minute Bobby boy
There's a woman there in Cuba whom I love
Oh no
that dress, oh
I'm coming down, yeah
I'm your loverman, yeah
'Cause I am what I am what I am what I am what I am
L is for love, baby
O is for only you
and hate;
Woman needs man and man must have his mate,
That no one can deny.
It's still the same old story,
A fight for love and glory,
A case
that’s the homie zig-zags baby no leaf
Acting like you know the Wizzle man
That’s my homie if that's gin nigga, pour me
Sippin’ slow
She go down slow like
some beers
Still crazy after all these years
Oh, still crazy after all these years
I'm not the kind of man who tends to socialize
I seem to lean on old
heard of old George Jones?
When he did his thing it was like a church bell ringing.
All around town all I hear is talk.
Talking bout rhythm, talking bout
[Intro]
And we go by the runners
(I think it's time for me to go hard as the hood I'm from, ay)
DJ Khaled, we the best
(I think it's time for me
thought by now you'd realize
There ain't no way to hide your lyin' eyes
On the other side of town a boy is waiting
With fiery eyes and dreams no one
my love, that I need your love
I'm before you, a broken man
And it's only you, no substitutes who can renew this soul again
You got me higher
DON'T THINK I DON'T LOVE YOU
(Dallas Frazier)
« © '66 Blue Crest Music »
Your old cheatin' heart has finally caught you
A thousand times I told
Come in come in you old true love
And chat for awhile with me
For it's been three quarters of a long year or more
Since I spoke one word to thee
old George Jones
How about Waylon or that Copperhead Road
Lead
I'm a rolling stone, on a country road
Love country music and rock n Roll
The man in
Buddy, I can split a twelve-pack (you know that's right)
I won't leave you by yourself, Jack (no, sir)
You know I got your back
And I know you got mine,
thought by now you'd realize
There ain't no way to hide your lyin' eyes
On the other side of town a boy is waiting
With fiery eyes and dreams no one
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