Lyrics:
need a hug
All pain, sometimes, all a thug need is love
I got drugs in my system
Hoping God put his trust in my vision
Tryna run it with my thugs, get
it here
I can make it anywhere, yeah, they love me everywhere
I used to cop in Harlem, hola, my Dominicanos (dímelo)
Right there up on Broadway,
straight outta time,
but my love's still real
Now I see you- you're looking pretty in your summer dress
I can almost feel you as you clutch your little
I find it funny these people ain't love me before
I got it litt now they come around
Started from nothing I came from bricks turnt up
Bad bitches
from out of bounds
West Coast, they mail it out by the pounds (the biggest)
Kent Jones, my nigga, gon' get his crown (gon' get this crown)
Big Combs,
seem irrelevant
I'm trying give you real love
I'm talking Bobby or Whitney
Without the coke and pills love
We can blow smoke like a chimney
Just me
By Tommy Boyce and Bobby Hart
You know my girl just called me up
And she woke me from my sleep
You should have heard the things she said
You know
challenging ourselves to
Better than we are white folks
Instead of driving-by using the "N" word
They will say:
(Look! Look at them! Oh! my God!
They're
Straight From The heart
Written By Bobby Turner 2022
Bobby Turner
Words Music and Melody
Lead Vocals
Background Vocals
Keyboards
Bass
Drums
Tenor
to be with me
We gon touch millions like bobby and Whitney
Might take a trip to Australia yeah Sydney
You my baby forever so why are you kidding
These
go huntin' whenever I can
And bet I get food to feed all my fam
Just mind your own business and stay off my land
I love coffee in the morning
For real (I can take you all around the world)
Picture me thuggin', picture me lovin' you
Like Bobby love Whitney now picture me fuckin'
Pullin'
you lying by my side
Right here, 'cause, baby (we belong together)
When you left I lost a part of me (together)
It's still so hard to believe (come
a showstopper)
Too much sauce f*** n***** mad I got it
It’s 3 percent and we ain’t going by the book
Like I run a bakery I stay about my dough
I need 2 M’s like
Now we making fast moves, uh
Lookin' for love but it never lasts
I guess that's what cash do (ooh)
Hands in my pants, she lookin' for bands
This one's for the mothers who have lost a child
This one's for the gypsies who left their hearts behind
This is for the strangers sleepin' in my
IF I HAD YOU
Writers Kerry Chater, Danny Mayo
If I had you we'd run like gypsies in the wind If I had you we'd count the stars all one by one If I
With all my southern soul has to offer
I speak upon the situation
Y'all have not acknowledged
Enough and yes i do it
For the Chattahoochee water
you got me deep in love
Really got me deep in love You my demon, girl, you know that you my drug
And she bring me drugs, that's a double up And her
by the ears
I swear, this shit is so much bigger than I had figured
But if it wasn't meant to be this wouldn't be my career
It's like, people only
to have fun
Am into rich girls and so are my bros
Lady I don't need your love
I am a gypsy
I just wanna F**k
I must confess
You're the hottest in this zone
Yeah, look, I just wanna escape now
Yeah, I was by myself and now she's all up in my head now
(In my head now) Told myself I wouldn't
Got myself up
Giannas)
Flexin' every time I catch a play
Feel like Mike Thomas (Mike Thomas)
I'm tryna see you with your bands up
One hundred million by my lonely
I don't
[U-God]
Yo yo
I was born with this magnet, warned by the dragnet
About my dirty habits, I got to have it, the super-glow
Deuce Bigelow - Male Gigolo
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