Lyrics:
to think
About this weather, my dear?
This little dream might fade away
There I go talking out of my head again, oh baby
Won't you come and put our two
on the way
These are my confessions
Man I'm throwed and I don't know what to do
I guess I gotta give you part two of my confessions
If I'm gonna tell it,
of clubs
I never went to bed, shit
Wine or water
You said something about a cold drink?
I don't know, I'm delirious
Cups of the Rosé
Bitches in my
You looking too good
What you standing over there by yourself for?
(Won't you come over here? Huh?)
I think it's time we take a trip, tell me
This is me talking to you
Tell me what your heart can do?
And take me by surprise
Whatever you see, you'll never be alone with me
I close
on the side, oh, I)
These are my confessions
Man, I'm throwed (so gone, so gone) and I don't know what to do
(What to do) I guess I gotta give you part two
supposed to cover up a multitude of sins
But where do you live, baby, and where is the light?
Why are your eyes just staring off into the night?
I can
Yeah
I don't know who you are anymore
Talking to the man in her mirror
That been fuckin' with these bitches
And it's dangerous
Sleepin' with
And when it comes time to choose
Think of who would still die for you
Talk to me quietly, peacefully
Make me understand
Say what you need to say
By
before
The teacher had somethin' about Him
They couldn't ignore
The teacher was a man called Jesus
He came to save us from sin
When you hear Him
The days are cold livin' without you
The nights are long, I'm growing older
I miss the days of old, thinkin' about you
You may be gone, but you
What about a real, real life?
If the years go by and we be getting old
Will you still see me, will you see within my soul?
'Cause sometimes, baby,
it, blue days
Are better left behind
By juicin' up your system
With this beat of a heavy kind
I'm in love, so in love
And I can't stop talking
they still feel us
It's real business, y'all ain't caught the concept (bitch)
You're talking nonsense to walking bomb threats
Contacts was blown by
I'm sure glad you came 'cause I got something I want you to see
Why don't you sit down here and let me tell you about what the lord has done for me
I
You say we're not responsible
But we are, we are, we are
It's all about power
By taking control
Breaking the will
And raping the soul
They suck
sit down!
You see, people are too sensitive today
They don't wanna hear all that jive you talking back
You see, they don't wanna hear about what you got
And you know just what I'm talking about, tomorrow you'll be calling out
'Cause tonight we getting right into the wee morn'
Cook a nigga breakfast after
I told Mary about us
I told her about our great sin
Mary cried and forgave me
Then Mary took me back again
She said if I wanted my freedom
I
He throws those parties the papers are always talking about
Well, I didn't want you to think I was just some nobody
We were born different
It's in
But nicely,
You are precisely,
My cup of tea.
Getting to know you,
Getting to feel free and easy
When I am with you,
Getting to know what
Promiscuous girl, wherever you are
I'm all alone and it's you that I want
Promiscuous boy, you already know
That I'm all yours, what you waiting for?
hands, hands on deck
Freedom is as freedom does and freedom is a verb
They giveth and they taketh and you fight to keep that what you've earned
We saw
dope lyrically
So fuck what you heard and what you read about
We ain't ruining rap, baby, we're just trying to weed it out
Shady in the place to be
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