Lyrics:
I'ma just tell how I feel on this shit
Bae, I got a hundred questions, would you tell a hundred lies?
My heart burnin' from the pain in disguise
finishing school
Married a strange young man of whom you don't approve
Your husband's hollow heart gave out one Christmas Day
He left the villa to his
to the dance floor
Who you choose , stand here
HUH
Everyone let’s do with the dance moves ,
Get ready to start ,with some ,shoes moves
We’re going to dance
puppies after Christmas time has passed
Call it stressed depressed in need of rest
My heart is pumping through my chest
All the while my brain keeps
of that, shoes
We donating everything to y'all, you know what I'm sayin'?
Don't worry, y'all ain't by yourself
You need to know that
The crown jewel of the galaxy
A city not for the faint of heart
Here you will find your greatest allies
And face your greatest foes
(Holy Christmas, that
Scene three, weeks of dating, late night conversation
In the crib heart racing, trying to be cool and patient
She touched on my eyelids, the room fell
One more sleep til I'm in your arms
One more til I see your face
My head hits the pillow like its Christmas eve
Im so excited to leave
One more
it don't make any sense but, now he's getting tempted by the end
She's not the one
And if you're thinking otherwise, get ready for your heart to die
know what we on
Guess I gotta get another jawn
But I can't get attached
No two-three on my shoes
Been fucking hoes by the group but I'm still focused
"What'll it be?"
I says "A cup of your best and a number three."
She come back with an order to go and a quart of hot see and a bone for Sloan.
I said, "Much
make you wish you
hadn't stuttered.
Verse 3-(Mystikal)
Slow down, they see me an say, THAT'S HIM,
that's that bastard,
an as soon
love you)
(I love you)
I woke up out that coma 2001
'Bout the same time Dre dropped 2001
Three years later the album is done
Aftermath presents,
hearts
I've had mine busted too
But your wrecked vision
Has got me wishin'
For glasses not so blue
Just stand inside my shoes
Darling you will see
A girl from Clarkson, her heart bright, I'll always remember the magical night
In her light, as your beach to drive each day, Never knew that love
dont get moved by the tools
battle wounds on ya shoes wait
control ya hate
u aint ridin in dem 6s
(WHY?)cause u spendin all ya CAKE on dem bitches
I need
Roses of red, irises blue
But the only thing more, is me missing you
And socks without shoes, and clocks without hands
And all in between, I'll never
yeah feel so right
Spin sugar dead lose control
In this dance we’re whole
[Verse 3]
Laughter loud hearts collide
In the shadows we confide
Glitter rain
if you made it to mine by Christmas Eve
So you can hold me
And we'll watch Christmas TV
It is brutal, it's brutal
Why can't you see?
It's
the wolves
Follow wolves
Don't get moved by the tools
Battle wounds on you shoes wait
Control you hate
You ain't riding in them 6's
(why?) 'cause you
what's the deal, god?
I'm sayin', what you need though?
Yo, let me have like, two or three, three g's, man
I'm sayin', I'm sayin' son, man
You know
tossing rocks at your window
There's no turning back for us tonight
Lace up your shoes
Eh oh eh oh
Here's how we do
Run, baby, run
Don't ever look back
I’m at the point of no return, and I’m taking it to heart,
I coin these phrases just to burn, cuz I love to watch the sparks,
I’m tryna join the ones
clear nigga, it's Ice Cube you can call me tha Grinch
I got your Christmas list
But I ain't buyin' you shit
Tell ya people that I'm comin by (yeah
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