Lyrics:
move across the lawn slowly
The seventh walks in front with a cross held high in hand
And it's hey babe your supper's waiting for you
Hey my baby,
Hope
Yeah, I'm on my way, I'm coming
Don't, don't lose faith in me
I know you've been waitin'
I know you've been prayin' for my soul
Hope, hope
am
I'm crazy no ones holding my hand
While I walk on this tightrope
I keep taking a glance
At the bottom down below
And I need to know
Where I wanna go
now y'all see me?
On the TV
Multimillionaire by the time I'm 23
Gettin' no sleep, ragin' for a week
I hit number one and I ain't even hit my peak
I
it feels different
Uh, I only love her if her eyes brown
Play this shit while you play around with my crown
King H-O, y'all should know by now
So I continue to be Miss Dawg of the year
And take care of my peeps when the streets is hot
You need a place to stay just pull out the cot
And I
yours
You even get mad, that's just the way it is
You know she walk like that talk like that, dress like the s***
She 5'5 got brown eyes you damn
better
To let this night end
So
I just called a cab
Outside its starting to rain
I got my heals in my hand
Oh I'm ready for the walk of shame
It
mad as hell
Cruising down the highway fast not slow
Ninety miles an hour in my five point o
People waving at me cause they know who I am
Alpine
mama
And move to Guantanamo
Doubt my skills
I'm payin' my bills
I'm up in the hills
You niggas are kills
Even though I'm on a fucked up label
You
you can get faked
Out by the bitch that you feelin'
'Cause you thought that she was an angel
That bitch ain't no angel, I treat her halo like
Just to fall apart
I don't care
I'm not going anywhere
Without you being here by my side
Yeah, I just don't feel right
We'll follow the streetlights
stocking
I'm wrapping up all the presents
In fucking camouflage so you can't even find 'em
Jack Santa Claus, snap Rudolph's antlers off
Wrap his schnoz
it
You got it
You got it
You got it
I got soul (you got it) that's why I came
To teach those who can't say my name
First of all, I
written
You gots to be kidding yo
It's common sense how I master my circum-fer-ence
You dense
I get locked the fuck up
Released on my own recognizance
Can't
feel responsible for these kids?
All of whom I'm a father to
I'm a God to you, y'all better worship the water I walk on
Or y'all gonna meet your
outside, okay, okay
I can't let a bitch play me, no way (no way)
You a duck if you believe what ho say (what ho say)
She got way more bodies than my old K
can't make out what your master said
Before he made you go
And then I think you're playing far too rough
For a lady who's been to the moon
I've lain
whatever reason, you can't tell him no
So we meet him at a bar
You were holding my hand hard
He ordered rum and Coke
I can't drink either anymore
He
move across the lawn slowly
The seventh walks in front with a cross held high in hand
And it's hey babe your supper's waiting for you
Hey my baby,
survive
'Cause I just can't be without my
[Chorus]
[Lauryn]
Colors of sound
Scales and beauty
Audio scenery
Electric love and
Rhythmic symmetry
wonderland feeling like the Son of Sam
I'm at your west coast branch, gun in hand
I'ma feel like superman,
Walk by the teller, better call the trooper, man
way)
You used to love me (you used to walk holding my hand)
('Cause you used to be my man, I remember)
I remember the days (all the ways)
You used
stand, without a helping hand
But I can't see you holding my hand!
Tie my brain with a ribbon! Pack it up and send it off
I don't need another feeling
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