Lyrics:
urge to feel you
Just touchin' you and lovin' you
Makes everything right (tell me how you feel, baby)
I never knew love before (oh, no)
Then came
My father married a pure Cherokee
My mother's people were ashamed of me
The Indians said I was white by law
The White Man always called me "Indian
paralyzed
Every time I pass you by
You're the kind that gets your way, uh
Every minute, every single day
I can see it all in your face
You're blown
model, you just hit the lotto
Oh-oh, oh-oh, bitches hoppin' in my Tahoe
Got one ridin' shotgun and no, not one of 'em got clothes
Now where's
What's up, darlin'?
I been keeping my eye on your movement
I can't see no room for improvement
Why you all over there in your Jack Jones?
You
Yeah
I tried talk to 'em
Quit talking, I'ma hang you by your tongue, yeah
Any motormouth could get hung high
We don't fuck with niggas like
King of the South! Hey!
Westside of the A-Town, nigga you don't know no better nigga
Bankhead!
[T.I. over Intro]
Hey, hey, Grand Hustle c'mon
have found somebody else
So long self
There's just no room for two, so you are gonna have to move
So long self
Don't take this wrong, but you are
Girl, there are no words to say
What I feel in my heart
You, you're on my mind night and day
And it hurts me when we're apart
When you're not
with no room for its King
While you were sleeping
While you were sleeping
Mary shivers in the cold
Trying ti keep the savior warm
Born among
You're paralyzed
Every time I pass you by
You're the kind that gets your way, uh
Every minute, every single day
I can see it all in your face
You're
Lay down your weary tune, lay down
Lay down the song you strum
And rest yourself beneath the strength of strings
No voice can hope to hum
Struck by
still talk about us when we've died
The end
Is just a little harder when brought about by friends
For all you care, this wine could be my blood
For
In my solitude
You haunt me
With dreadful ease
Of days gone by
In my solitude
You taunt me
With memories
That never die
I sit in my chair
Just to be close to you, girl
Just for a moment, well
Just for an hour
Just to be close to you, girl
Then, I was a lonely man
A man with no
dreams
Driven by the wind, like the dust that blows around
And the rain fallin' down but I never know
Got to be heaven 'cause here's where the rainbow
In my solitude
You haunt me
With dreadful ease
Of days gone by
In my solitude
You taunt me
With memories
That never die
I sit in my chair
from off our hands
Here in dry county
The promise has run dry
Where nobody cries
And no one's getting out of here alive (Not this time)
"In
the crowd move, but we not makin' no G's, and that's a no-no (yeah, uh)
Check it, a one-two, a one-two dope niggas in the Cadillac
They call us, went from
you don't know me
No you don't know the one who dreams of you at night
Who longs to kiss your lips and longs to hold you tight
To you I'm just
Devil's time out
Can't be timed with no swatch watch
Who I am, the black Abraham
Zunga zunga zang, yellow man, Vietnam
Add an extra bar as I spar with
emotions.
But I love you, but I can't have ya. Won't you sit by my side.
You don't work, the man don't pay ya.
There ain't no saint to come and save ya,
funk
Still gettin' down
Music won't have no race
Only space, peaceful space
Now it's time for the trip
Step inside my little ship
I can tell by
cold nights
When you've been loved
When you know it holds such bliss
Then the lover that you kissed
Will comfort you when there's no hope in
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