Lyrics:
again, yeah, oh the mind's a funny thing
Don't believe everything you think
Every time another pretty girl comes walking by, I see your wheels turning
drinks with his buddies but he prays when he should
And there ain't nothing better than
Being loved by a workin' man
He don't write love letters but he
ain't no tellin'
Will I fuck 'em? Will I diss 'em? That's what they be yellin'
I'm a pimp by blood, not relation
Y'all be chasin', I replace them, huh?
Oh, happy birthday baby
I wanna to see you tonight
I got your present waitin'
I wanna do it right
I ain't got enough money for a big diamond ring
Here we go again, it's the game we love
Sheets all over the floor and they laced with drugs
You ain't play your cards right, you had the Ace
right back into town
I woulda lied, but I couldn't lie
'Cause I knew
Stop, stop and take a better look
There ain't no telling what you'll find
In
shit aint right, go get you some mothafucking paper nigga
I was only motivated by the hustle
I was only motivated by the go-getters, the rest
Hey
All I
dug Soul Train, not American Bandstand
The bigger nigga is back and I'm on the right track
As a matter of fact, I'm all that
So, ring around
with ya, maybe we can do it later
I ain't got no time to waste, another move I got to make
Cold thing, she ain't even know my nizzame (damn)
I didn't
I'm out late every night
Doing things that ain't right
And she'll cry for me
When I'm down in the dumps
And she nurses my lumps
How she cries
do the thing until there ain't no sun
What you was saying before?
Who is the greatest? You already know
Say what’s the latest? You niggas the latest
If you don't know me by now
You will never, never, never know me, ooh
All the things that we've been through
You should understand me like I
soup to hay
And right after dinner they ain't looking any thinner
And here's what you'll hear 'em say
y'all come (y'all come)...
[ guitar ]
Well now
Could hurt us in time if our perspective ain't right
So shut the door and put out the light
And baby, be here, because we're all that matters tonight
you
For more reasons than one
You're the one, only one
You're the one, listen girl
Somehow, my love
You've been misled
By the things that others
of money.
Like I say ol' Jack Johnson he was a pugilist,
He was a pugilist by preference and by profession
And one day ol' Jack came walkin' on down by
Buck, buck, buck, buck, booyakasha!
What the fuck you mean you ain't know my name?
Only thing I changed, I ain't got no change
Still me and my
No second-guessing, checking the rearview
Ain't looking back unless it's right at you
Make me wanna stay through the night
I will never leave from
and our human rights
And all these things are swept aside
By bloody hands, time can't deny
And are washed away by your genocide
And history hides
bright
Especially at night after a hit of ecstasy, ain't that right?
Whoa, wait a minute, I'm rambling
Back to the matter at hand, it's Green Lantern
hangin' upside down
I can't tell you she's the right one
Oh no, oh no, oh no
Once there was this rock n' roll band rollin' on the streets
Time went by
you don't know me
'Cause if I want you, and I want you, babe
Ain't going backwards, won't ask for space
'Cause space is just a word made up by
you
For more reasons than one
You're the one, only one
You're the one, listen girl
Somehow, my love
You've been misled
By the things that others
wait
Judging by the screen door slam, two taillights fading outta town
Guess it's any day now
The thing about time is it goes too fast
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