Lyrics:
would surely die
If you dismiss me from your love
You take my breath away
So please don't go
Don't leave me here all by myself
I get ever so lonely
ride, I ride for Trey-0-5
Trick Daddy! (When I ride, I ride for Trey-0-5)
Rick Ross!
Pitbull!
The Bottom!
Listen Nigga!
Till a nigga D-I
ride, I ride for Trey-0-5
Trick Daddy! (When I ride, I ride for Trey-0-5)
Rick Ross!
Pitbull!
The Bottom!
Listen Nigga!
Till a nigga D-I
the memory of
The way you hold your knife
The way we danced till three
The way you changed my life
No, no, they can't take that away from me
No, they
key Pontiac Sun, sippin' Con-gac
Y'all know how that affects blacks
So you know I clash that
No way I'm a blow all these gats and crack stacks
I
the memory of
The way you hold your knife
The way we danced till three
The way you changed my life
No, no, they can't take that away from me
No, they
the memory of
The way you hold your knife
The way we danced till three
The way you changed my life
No, no, they can't take that away from me
No, they
shoes, chasing new faces to get to you
Driving home on a summer night
Singin' old black water
Keep on rolling 'till the time is right
I don't care if
can't dance anymore
One-step, two-step, get in a line
I gotta find a way to make you mine
Rock my world
I tell her that I love her but it ain't
would surely die
If you dismiss me from your love
You take my breath away
So please don't go
Don't leave me here all by myself
I get ever so lonely
you'll know
I mean, join the party
By the way
The party is December 18
Alright, let's waltz this out, 'cause
'Cause when you know, you know
in heat like a cactus, my tactics of being thirsty
Probably could hurt me, but fuck it I got some heart
Grab my momma's keys, hopped in the car, then
have you stressed till
All black the scheme
Chest poor formation when I'm wit my team
Stand on the back line, rope fit for kings
How we floss, high gloss
Well, here comes my little baby
Here comes my turtle dove
She drives me crazy
She's the one that I love
She's got a way about her
I could
He handed me the keys and knew I'd take some wrong turns
He quit smokin' and begged me not to try
He'd say, "Get too close to the fire, and son,
to give up and they took me to jail but I hid all the money I got
Way out on the desert where no one could get it and I left a mark at the spot
Then I got
'm a fool or maybe some kind of lunatic
Say I'm wasting my time but I know what to do with it
It's as plain as black and white
I'm gonna get close to you
Fatefully
I tried to pick my battles
'Til the battle picked me
Misery
Like the war of words, I shouted in my sleep
And you passed right by
I
I'll tell you bout the place I mean
It's my little ole home way down in New Orleans
In the sunny south where the black boat flows that's where I long
The buckshee hangman swears
For open crypts to silence
Nylon knots to sway by prayer
In Orient where wise I was
To please the way I live
Come give
If it's really got to be this way
I can take it, I don't know
I'll just carry on day to day
Till I make it on my own
Oh, I'll cry, I'll get by
the memory of
The way you hold your knife
The way we danced till three
The way you changed my life
No, no, they can't take that away from me
No, they
believe in magic
And my feet in the street is black magic
And my soul in control is black magic
And the life that I live is black magic
the memory of
The way you hold your knife
The way we danced till three
The way you changed my life
No, no, they can't take that away from me
No, they
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