Lyrics:
Good seeing you too
JK: I guess we should
Talk about what happened
Because I do think that somewhere in you
You want people to understand where you
Where I land
Girl we make that money dance
Dance, dance, dance, dance
Dance, dance, dance
Come on y'all yeah you know we got it
Dance, dance,
and Facebook fear throw caution to the freaks they have exposed
I used to love the way you strut so blinded by unspoken lust
For if I complimented you I'd only
what I've seen?
Don't you know what you ought to do?
I was born to love
And I intend to love you
Down in the valley where the fields are green
these rappers got SARS, nigga
I be in the background, you could see that I'm a star, nigga
I got where I am, being exactly who I are, nigga
You ain't
More passion
Do you speak my love language?
Physical touch
Quality touch
Acts of service
Words of affirmation
Receiving gifts
The year that
service pour le meilleur
Real far in the Wild West
Here she comes to serve you the best
From where she comes they say
“We gotta be here for our pairs”
"Stay with me, please, don't leave me, baby
I love you, please, stay with me
Someone's comin', please, please"
It seems like everywhere I go,
a quicksilver tongue but now I hold the thought
Focused, on watching the culprit, if he wants a part
I'm, cold as calculus, youthful as the fountain
You doubters
got time to let anything linger?
Where it hovers
Surely you will learn to love it
Who got time for this love shit anyway?
Gotta survive
Isn't that
dipped my head
Then I came up shiny and new
Found out about love in the back of my Impala
Where they laid my grandfather too
Down by the river
Where
service
I just popped a pill, I waited 10, is it working
Picking up the pack by the pound like I'm serving
Must be in my blood I forgot how I learned it
sorrow so much pain
From this day nothing will be the same
Watch the starboard child
Walk your plank and sink away, away
Anyway you love we know how
This is a public service announcement
Brought to you by the good people over at Dreamville Records
"And so my fellow Americans
Ask not what your
connection, got no service, don't know where to go
I just be livin' by this course and I let it flow
I ain't got no time for no remorse, so I let it go
I went
Where are you taking me?
I'm about to change your life
Then by all means, lead the way
Elizabeth Schuyler
It's a pleasure to meet you
Schuyler?
My
The guests were all assembled
He took her by the hand
In a company of witnesses
A service rather grand
He promised her undying Love
He pledged
(uh huh)
I love to love you baby, that's a song by Donna (it is)
All my foxy ladies, we still the ill nana (we are)
All around the world from America
We had so much fucking potential. At least it seemed like
Now where you at I'm really tryna find you
We got along so well let me remind you
)
To your fellow man (give it to love)
Just try (give it to love)
And do the, the best you can (give it to love)
Today (give it to love)
No matter where
make 'em take it down
Back to back funeral services, shit'll break you down
If you got dreams, by any means, you better chase 'em down
Tears fallin'
they don't get paid
Somebody gon get sprayed
And one love to my niggas in the twist cage
No commissary chow without the lid tray
Guard spit in it
But you
Can't stand to be
Consumed by this insanity
Cast aside my vanity
To follow God’s plan for me
Just a messenger
Sent by a God who loves his people
Reminding
Look into my eyes
Future self disguised
I know you look the same as me
But true, your life's a mystery
Show me what you know
Tell me where you'll go
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