Lyrics:
'cause
Betcha by golly wow (wow) (wow)
You're the one that I've been waiting for
forever And ever will my love for you keep
growing strong Keep
make y'all wanna come get me
But look here, I work hard for all the things I got
And to hang with a n****s just an intricate plot
You smoke my weed,
some things that
Go with the Porsche feelin' no remorse
Feelin' like my hand was forced
Middle finger to the law, nigga
Grippin' my balls
Said
by
No policemen, no homicide, no chalk on the streets
No reason for nobody's momma to cry
See I'm a good guy, I'm tryin' to stick around for my
and you're the queen
Well it's a long old highway
Don't ever end
I got a Saturday Night Special, I'm back again
I'll sleep by your door, lay my life
get her own money
Gave it to her yesterday while she was doin' laundry
Favorite toy of mine is my lil bunny
Bow legged and glasses, such a real woman
You turn your head each time I meet you on the street
I brush your arm as you pass by but you won't speak
I call you on the telephone but can't get
the way back home
That bike you gave me was one of my favorite things
That day I discovered you'd given me roots and wings
Roots and wings
Gifts
'cause
Betcha by golly wow (wow) (wow)
You're the one that I've been waiting for
forever And ever will my love for you keep
growing strong Keep
take the stuffiness
Out of days you hate, you really hate
Slow morning news, pass me by
I try not to analyze
But didn't he blow my mind this time
Hey! Is this thing on?
I saw him dancing there
By the record machine
I knew he must have
Been about seventeen
The beat was going strong
walked into the street, talkin' to myself
I walked into the street, talkin' to myself
No matter what my conscience says, I'm thinkin' 'bout nobody else
seem really
Quite the thing to do, no.
Think I'll drink up a little more wine, to ease my worried mind.
And walk down on the street, and leave my blues
that I didn't leave alone
Somebody lying under every stone
Everything that a man could need
In a bag down by my knee
That looks good, this ain't got
know? Flashing (know) lights (lights, lights)
I know it's been a while, sweetheart
We hardly talk, I was doing my thing
I know I was foul, baby
Ay,
She' don't know my name
She just know me by my aim (aim aim)
She just know me by my aim (aim aim)
Aim tyga man again
Got a little message for
way to fast
Out here on this highway one thing stays the same
It's gonna find me trouble knows my name
No I wouldn't want it any other way
Not
lovin' with me,
Layin' all my troubles down,
Here I am, baby,
Come and take me,
Here I am, baby,
Come and take me,
Take me by the hand.
Show
Now my widow she weeps by my grave
Tears flow free for her man she couldn't save
Shot down in cold blood by a gun that carried fame
All for a useless
I didn't leave alone
Somebody lying under every stone
Everything that a man could need
In a bag down by my knee
That looks good, this ain't got
of jeans
A favorite song to sing
And when I'm in the mood to hear good music play
I'm entertained by my favorite D.J.
I want to dance and think
I’m walkin’ if it takes all night
Hopin’ that we can make things right
And I’m lookin’ for the Wall Street part of town
I’m standin’ in
Heaven wouldn't be
So high I know
If the times gone by
Hadn't been so low
The best laid plans
Come apart at the seams
And shatter all my dreams
Hate and war, the only things we got today
An' if I close my eyes
They will not go away
You have to deal with it
It is the currency
Hate, hate,
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