Lyrics:
of the day
Are you sad because you're on your own
No, mm, mm
I get by
With a little help from my friends
Mmm I get high
With a little help from my
didn't give to you
Old friend, why are you so shy?
Ain't like you to hold back or hide from the light
I hate to turn up out of the blue, uninvited
to you?
And paint the stains of the teardrops down my face?
Or feel the chill of your warm embrace?
Can I say goodbye to you? Ohh
It's just for now so
Are you the same
Besides me I can
Hold your pain
Your more than my friend
Away from these your eye's are trying
I cant decide are you the same
Paint
the play
Lil' ol' scrawny nigga, for sure was catching fades
Raised by all women and still I never caved
Took it three times, extended from greatness, I
don't see nae hoe and me, I pimp niggas
Can't you tell by the juelz, my nigga
Ya whole career is worth one of them diamonds in my ear
And if you don't eat
T-R-O-U-B-L-E
Double trouble, that's what my friends all call me
(Double trouble, double trouble)
I said, "Double trouble"
T-R-O-U-B-L-E
Double double,
as toast
And you're gonna flip when Old Saint Nick
Takes a lick on the peppermint stick
He'll come a flyin' from a higher place
And fill the stockings by
so breezy
Man, why can't life always be this easy?
She in the mirror dancing so sleazy
I get a call like, "Where are you Yeezy?"
And try to hit you
like say a, Busta Rhymes
But the real shit you get when you bust down my lines
Add that to the fact I went plat' a bunch of times
Times that by my
Like to take a cement fix
Be a standing cinema
Dress my friends up just for show
See them as they really are
Put a peephole in my brain
Two
a moment's time
leaving impressions and drawing me into what really matters
You know the number of my days
So come paint Your pictures on the canvas of my
tatters by the tournament
In my rehearsals for retirement
Where are the armies who killed a country
And turned a strong man into a baby
No comes
don't see how much you do
To get me through
When the world is cold
And I need a friend to hold
You give me love
You give me love
And when my hope is gone
friend's out there, rollin' 'round the basement floor (ooh)
And someone saved my life tonight, sugar bear (sugar bear)
You almost had your hooks in me,
nigga, you better D up
And when I come by, bitch, you better be up
Ass up, face in the pillow
I don't give a fizzle
Got to do my bizzle
The only
If you really want to be my friend
Let me live it up like I used to do
If you really want to understand me
There's some giving up we got to do
ain't no changing me
I can only be me me me
Even though I might be on TV
Cause I got my own CD
All you will ever see
Same ol' "G"
I used to be
a bird's eye view
Of couple more months of these ol' wintertime blues
And it's a one, two, my lips are turning blue
Come on over baby what have we got
me
My best friend's gone, I'm so all alone
I kinda miss you Brandy, I'm so all alone
When are you coming back home?
I really miss you Brandy,
if no one wants to read about me when I'm gone?
Seems to me that right now's the only moment that matters
You know the number of my days
So come paint
hoein' ain't no fun (but I can prove it!)
You ain't got no ambition
Gone fishin,'
By a shady, wady pool (shangri-la! really la!)
I'm wishin'
I could
(Ladies and gentlemen my friends Dale Brisby and Mr. Cory Blonde)
(Are here to give you a cowboy education)
(You ready boys?)
(Yes, sir)
(Tell 'em 'bout
Kicking up dust wherever we go
I can see that you and me are gonna be friends
Who'd thought we'd wind up here together?
It's crazy that we're standing
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