Lyrics:
buying no purses just send that hoe home
You wanna purchase don't talk on the phone
If we don't know you don't knock on the door
Don't understand cuz we
left behind
Feelin it
Feelin it
Feelin it
Feelin it
Some things never change
He's dying from the Nightlife
He closed the door
It's 4 am and he's all
a pilot
I don't know what I'm trying say anymore
And I don't know what God is still using me for
Just know he'll open up any closed door
But it's on you
disguise is what you see through peep holes
Behind closed doors is the shit you weap for
Closed the front blinds but you can cheat the screen door
Outta
Love, why do you say you are easy?
Please live me alone
1/ my heart has always been touched
2/my love has imprisoned my heart
3/she closed the doors
occur in now
To be players ball yah numbers die
Bring back touched buy down snatch up
Every inch form touchdown yard
Having fear behind pocket
Run by
to brace yourself for
The moment you have to leave out the door
Continuation, the boy on the floor
Wanting back his lover in nineteen eighty four
Empty
you try to bang my hoes
And talk bad about a n****, behind closed doors
But look here, dog, a ho once told me loc
Bite the hand that feeds you,
Well in 1941 a happy father had a son
And by 1944 the father walked right out the door
And in '45, the mom and son were still alive
But who could
I'm so haunted by your eyes
Behind the dark disguise
You're standing here inside my dreams
I'm so haunted by your voice
It's like I have no choice
can fly
Diamonds on my times
I know your by my side
I know your watching behind
Yeah you seen me change
But the people see my chain
Money is all I can
Bobby G on the beat
Love, life, loyalty, three words that I live by
I'd be remissed if I ain't do this here for the guys
Tried to hide my eyes,
the strength within myself,
to close the door,
And I closed the door for you to ever come
inside again,
I've tried so hard to keep me sheltered from
your kind
you tried to take a sip of my soul
Well sorry babe that door is going to stay closed
And I'm just trying to find what goes on in your mind
But you never
breeze
Sounds of steps behind, silence in my head
And someone here, and an open door
Who am I waiting for?
Who am I looking for?
steps to a baby blue Porsche
God behind the wheel, Lars behind closed doors
Tried to follow in my daddy's steps and I tripped
Went bananas, tried his
the body's guest,
Upon your impish arrant
Let none be guiled by false confession
Truth shall be your warrant
Fly soul for your body must die
But for those who
the body's guest,
Upon your impish arrant
Let none be guiled by false confession
Truth shall be your warrant
Fly soul for your body must die
But for those who
She dropped a load on me before they closed the door
I be with nobody who know what's goin on inside
My father body swollen behind my eyes
I ain't
All of the unspoken, outside of reach
Curtain closed and we continue on
Horizon light, grows by night, the dreams that never sleep
Busy in the wanton
It all happened so fast that night
As I remember it there was a fight
It all went black and the race was on
Behind the closed door, there's no light
the sitting room
Vehicles will pass by but I know when it's you
I'll be in a nose dive in my flying shoes
Right behind your closed eyes like a memory from
the door she barking
I turned down the Johnny Carson
Jumped out the bed, we grabbed both his legs
Me and my brother, not knowing the pain he gave my
all that tearing behind the closed doors
This America
They bury ya for dimes and a feature
Thats why I barely do features
These rappers flaw by
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