Lyrics:
You got that look in your eyes, eyes
I can tell you had bad dreams last night
Let me take you in my arms, you can cry, cry
Let me love you 'til
it'd all be grey
But your picture on my wall
It reminds me, that it's not so bad
It's not so bad
My tea's gone cold, I'm wondering why I
Got out
and homies
If I don't make it with this rap shit, nigga, I might be homeless
My moms don't got a job, my pop's checks ain't enough
If ain't bringin' home
The way he should
I've got it bad
And that ain't good
My poor heart is so sentimental
Not made of wood
I've got it so bad
And that ain't good
But
Ain't nothing you should ever be ashamed of
I believe this world ain't half as bad as it looks
I believe most people are good
I believe most people
Motherfuckin' G's
If you got it better flaunt it
Another warrant for 2 of America's most wanted
Ain't nothin' but a gangsta party
Ain't nothin' but
The way he should
I've got it bad
And that ain't good
My poor heart is so sentimental
Not made of wood
I've got it so bad
And that ain't good
But
it'd all be grey
But your picture on my wall
It reminds me, that it's not so bad
It's not so bad
My tea's gone cold, I'm wondering why I
Got out
just bad, okay?
My penis is the size of a peanut, have you seen it?
Fuck no, you ain't seen it, it's the size of a peanut (huh?)
Speakin'
real bad
Gon' make that shit last
God forbid something happens
Least this song is a smash (song is a smash)
I've got so much love (love)
Got so
Are you gonna take me home tonight?
Oh, down beside that red firelight
Are you gonna let it all hang out?
Fat bottomed girls
You make the rockin'
some schoolin' paid for by the law
The hardest thing i learned was there ain't no easy way
To get ahead behind those county walls
[Verse 3]
So it's
me feeling so bad
That I just want to lay right down and die
So if you just lost your sweetheart
And you ain't got no good way to choose
Come
just bad, okay?
My penis is the size of a peanut, have you seen it?
Fuck no, you ain't seen it, it's the size of a peanut (huh?)
Speakin'
The way he should
I've got it bad
And that ain't good
My poor heart is so sentimental
Not made of wood
I've got it so bad
And that ain't good
But
Nobody's business
Nobody's business
Nobody's business but my own
You tell me you're in bed by seven
But your light's on way past eleven
Well it ain't
The way he should
I've got it bad
And that ain't good
My poor heart is so sentimental
Not made of wood
I've got it so bad
And that ain't good
But
it
I'm a UK bad boy, just for the record
I like tea, but I don't like crumpets
Dirty Money and Boy Better Know together
That's crazy as hell
The way he should
I've got it bad
And that ain't good
My poor heart is so sentimental
Not made of wood
I've got it so bad
And that ain't good
But
The way he should
I've got it bad
And that ain't good
My poor heart is so sentimental
Not made of wood
I've got it so bad
And that ain't good
But
and pearls
Only if you're good girl
Darlin', I know it's been a long time
Since you've been satisfied
I can tell by the look in your eyes
You need it
for
Is day that I ain't gotta report to probate court
'Cause I'ma give you all a reason to hate more
'Cause I've been holdin' my tongue 'til I got
The way he should
I've got it bad
And that ain't good
My poor heart is so sentimental
Not made of wood
I've got it so bad
And that ain't good
But
but they ain't no fools
When Noah built his Cadillac it was cool
Two by two they're still going down
And the satellite circus just left town
I think
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