Lyrics:
I would do anything for your love
Your love right now
I would do anything from the hot to the cold
I would do anything for you to be my girl
It hurts
the cops
Donuts in the parking lot
Fuck it we gon make it hot
I been going through a lot
I just hope I make it out
I just hope the ones I love can make it
the suns hot beams wake your dreaming
Embrace the feeling, taste the freedom
Replace the seedlings that we take from Eden
'cause they grow to become what
know, that's just how I used to fuck
With the big old butt
You think I ain't know? You
Ain't had to tell me, cuz
I appreaciate the love
But you know how
it's ice in our drinks
But sometimes we get cold from the ice on our minks
That fly-girl persona, it's the primadonna world
Act like you ain't heard
bought toast and got life (you remember Juice?)
General Emanuel, cell block, cold crop
Got bagged up, weed, by cream cop
Fuck the world
The way
love will provide
ct the end of the night
I need you by side
So baby listen,
The day you see me quittin
It'd be snowing ‘cross that hot desert sky
It'd
tears
Won't ever solve your problems
All this money floating in the world they still won't pay you homage
I was bob and weaving all that shit but my
Lookin' back on a sunny day
Cruisin' on my Huffy what I was eight
Not a care in the world bout some money or girls
Just a long hot summer
But when the DJ's get they brains
Blown they screamin "Y'all wrong"
It's a cold world, so the slugs is like Freon
Dope boy in the hood, hat with the D
[Paul Wall]
I'm a chick magnet, I'm a ladies man
I put a smile on your face any way that I can
I got the world in my hands, you got the world in
love him so
He'll never know
All my life is just despair
But I don't care
When he takes me in his arms
The world is bright, all right
What's
Chillax, you know you love me
Me and my cousin runnin'
Just another dime-a-dozen mom-and-pop stop-and-shop
And, oh my god, it's gotten too darn hot
pink
I love that gangsta red
Cause you ain't ghetto enough for me
And you ain't hot enough for me
And you ain't fly enough for me
And you're too
it's a problem lil bitch you can leave
You ain't the one I'll have two of you by three
Too many options no difference to me
All of these bitches stay
my Latin ladies, You all know you drive me crazy
by come give it to me baby
Chiqui, wha, what?, Que, que?
I could be your love if you let me
on the concrete in the moonlight
Powerful supply got that powder from the sky
I could always get it where you want it by tonight
Love the fluffy but I take it
and bones
Been through hell left me skin and bones
But life's still sweet even though it's cold
And love brings heat cook it up like stove
Only certain people
the night was hot and full of lust
It ain't nothin' new, it's an everyday thing
And if I ain't with a girl, I swing
You know, hang with the fellas
Hey
Ah, ah
It's Bob
Yo
Escape with the rhythm
I take what I'm given
And break my way through the hatred
And make my sacred religion
I feel awakened
redemption for a lost soul
Who there, Silly boy you know I'm hot tho(Hot,hot)
No love at first sight that's a false hope
They see you pushin' drugs and they
They say, "Damn, Papi, you cold"
In the kitchen makin' love to the stove
I love that bitch more than she'll ever know
That bitch keep me in Girbaud
Damn,
remain brothers, fuck the others
In this cold world the war that's controlled by the trigger
Revelation or the scripture got to be that live nigga
bed got cold last night, I walk alone too much
I'm talking Fendi rugs, decorating my place
And that Versace couch where you love to sit on my face
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