Lyrics:
I never will forget, mmm...Jeanette MacDonald
Just to think of her, it gives my heart a pang
I never will forget, how that brave Jeanette
Just
the heart from my chest
I'll gladly take her place if you'll let me
Make this my last request
Take me out of this world
God please, don't take the girl"
the teardrops on my guitar
The only thing that keeps me wishing on a wishing star
He's the song in the car I keep singing, don't know why I do
Drew walks by
I walk down the street people passing me by
They look you up and down
But they don't look you in the eye
I'm just another stranger in my own hometown
dope bitch
Hey my mojo so dope
Yep we live it, live it
Yeah we on it, on it
Give a fuck about your lifestyle,
Give a fuck about a muthafucking lifestyle
Niggas got me on my Brooklyn shit
Aye, what I told 'em? I said
Being hot get you the MVP
Stayin' hot get you the Hall Of Fame
It's Loso (Brooklyn
nigga, nope, uh uh
This famous that'll still throw copper
Cross so heavy crack the tabernacle
Fire the ganja back up
Throw some blow in my tobacco
Then
yall from?
All the low key OG's, where yall from?
Got a gat, cock it back, let me hear yall gun
Come and take a walk through my horde, I'll guide yo
outside when you heard my brother cry for help
Held him like a newborn baby and made him feel
Like everything was alright
And a fight he tried to put up,
I could follow Him, I could pledge my faith
Bound by duty I could honor and obey
But the love I found is compelling me
To serve Him from a
Heart
making big plans
But no one needs to know right now
I got my heart set, my feet wet
But he don't even know it yet
And no one needs to know right now
I'll
step, step, steppin' out on me?
I've got ways of findin' out if you've been steppin' out on me
It's my turn, let me give you a piece of my mind
I
the heart from my chest
I'll gladly take her place if you'll let me
Make this my last request
Take me out of this world
God please, don't take the girl"
to flip bricks like cartwheel
To all my thugs who puffed him
To all my girls who hugged him
You love him, yell his name
I'd rather die on my feet,
changed angle
Let's tangle, tabernacles
Ill lukiens coming at you, fuck Parus
A billion years B.C., originally black Jews
Cashsews honey now roasted, let's
heart
I'm the one that loved you right from the start
Stop girl don't let him bring you down
I'm the one that needs you
And I'll be around
He could
and
sweet
I'll Hold him close to feel his
heart beat
Love will be the gift you give
yourself
(Touch him
With the gentleness you feel
inside)
I feel it
(Your
My nigga Buck 3000 over here, you know
My nigga Gotti, the Princess, Momma, what's up baby? ha ha
Brooklyn son, what up what up?
My nigga Lloyd,
Nobody wants to hear a sad song
So I just grit my teeth and sing along
There's a choir of the coldest hearts echoing the halls
So a give a little
I once had a friend who I loved from my heart
But I went on and left her 'fore I'd made a start
Now I'm moaning the blues like the rest
back with a vengeance
And back to back Benzes, back to back winnin'
Rap failed, oh well, gimme back my scale and a burn out cell, I'll grow clientele
by the bishop's knee,
"Five hundred white stots I'll give you if you give Hughie Graeme to me."
"Hold your tongue, my noble lord, and as of your
to set my whole race free
You might debate we, a refugee
No harm hurt me
Dying, thirsty from the struggle
To my own hustle bubble
On the low, woe is
says to him, "I was gon' wait until you got older
But something was on my mind, was pressing, I had to show you
The whole block know me and the whole
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