Lyrics:
It is the evening of the day
I sit and watch the children play
Smiling faces I can see
But not for me
I sit and watch
As tears go by
My
Natwest, Barclays, Midlands, Lloyds.
Use a bank? I'd rather die.
I loved to draw when I was a little girl
It helped me see the world as I wanted
so much that I can hardly speak
Love me honey tell me you're mine
Doncha' think it's time
I don't want to walk without you
Walkin' right by my
Bermuda shorts
They had sex in Pennsylvania
A Brazilian grew a tree
A doctor in Manhattan
Saved a dying man for free
It's a miracle
Another Miracle
By
Another Miracle
By the grace of God Almighty
And the pressures of the marketplace
The human race has civilized itself
It's a miracle
We've got
and the job is done
Hey, I think I might've found my future love
(Buddy, you should probably buy her one)
Somebody pour me a drink, somebody bum me a smoke
architect promotion
Lacking in emotion
Think about it now
Chicago, the New Age, but what would Frank Lloyd Wright say?
Oh Columbia
Amusement
by the angel beside me
That love has a reason to shine
You're the one I adore, come over here and give me more
Then winterlude, this dude thinks
[Hook: Aye Lloyd]
I'm getting faded
I'm tryna smoke away the pain
Praying that I never sin again
I'm getting faded
And now the clouds are turning
that fiend Denise
Cruise the streets, stuntin in that Maybach sixty-two
Nigga what my dope goin fo', 62, c'mon! A gram
By man, my plan's to expand
Olivia, Lloyd Banks and Young Buck and shit doing an interview
And that's time when I was kicked out of G-Unit and that was news to me and shit
'Cause you
tune that the orchestra played
But it went by me sickly and sentimental
Can I have another piece of chocolate cake
Tammy Baker's got a lot on her
shining,
I want to hear them
Beating for me
I think I hear them
Waves crashing me by,
Crashing me by,
Crashing me by
Keaton, play Harold Lloyd
Play Bugsy Siegel, play Pretty Boy Floyd
Play the numbers , play the odds
Play, "Cry Me A River" for the Lord of the gods
Play
he do is make me cry and i just want you to hold
me tonight, I wanna come over
(yeah) maybe tonight(yeah)cause I got this crazy feeling
all I think
Oh just because I asked a friend about her
Just because I spoke her name somewhere
Just because I rang her number by mistake today
You know she
Right,
Slow-mo drive by
We got bread like five guys
Pop your biscuit pop-
Ahem,
Slow-mo drive by
We got bread like five guys
Pop your biscuit popeyes
me by the hand
If you want to
I think this is how love goes
Check yes or no"
Now we're grown up and she's my wife
Still like two kids with stars
Tell me why, tell me why, tell me why
Now I've got my reasons for feeling this way
Day after day and as nights go by
So, if you think my heart is
sheets
This the best version I seen of me
Candy paint coupe but don't think it's sweet
Y'all better worry 'bout my unreleased
Baby don't wait 'til I'm
in a river
Dead by a trigga thinkin he Schwarzenegger
Fools don't take him I took him across the liver
Keep Lloyd line on my stomach from
Intro: Lloyd Banks]
Yeah! I'm here nigga, Banks!!! G-G-G-G-G-G Unit!!!
Now don't try to stand next to me (Right)
'Cause I'm the nigga they came here
drive by, when I drive by, I kill these niggas
My style line is makin' me money
Hey, why, oh, why? Oh, why, already?
Gotta let 'em know, let 'em know
some help
It ain't like I can make this kinda mess all by myself
Don't act like you ain't help me pull that bottle off the shelf
Been deep in every
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