Lyrics:
to Spear Brittany
Give pink some black put it near her kidneys (Here kitty)
I'm the one who always cause an affair
So every time your bitch burp, you
giving
There's a choice we're making
We're saving our own lives
It's true we'll make a better day, just you and me
Oh, send them your heart
So they
hurts me so
To go back to mama and say
Mama I'm getting divorced
Oh I'm getting divorced
This choice I made
Didn't work out the way I thought it would
cnd strength in God alone
O my soul put your hope
In Him and Him alone
I long for You
Written by: Graydon Scholtz, Tom Paxton & Hilton Greig
to make it baby
They are my boys, they are my boys, they are brothers by choice
Cause they are the boys, they are the boys, they have to make the choices
I
Remix, Free
Remix, Busa Bus
Missy
Lil Scrappy lets go
Hey Shorty
I like the way you ass it up
I'm only whisperin' 'cause I'm just tryin'
Voice
Or Have Your Touch And Kiss Your Lips
'Cause I Don't Have A Choice
Oh, What I Wouldn't Give To Have You
Lying By My Side, Right Here, 'Cause, baby
the rule of ?god?
Don't be tricked by what you see
You got two ways to go
I'll say it again, in the land of the free use
Your freedom of choice your
I had to really go and get the bag
Father forgive me for I'm taking risk
I got da bag
Then I fucked it up cuz I got distracted by a bitch
I ain't get
worthy of it all
I lift up lift up
My song make Him famous
Enthroned on my praises
Your worthy of it all
VERSE 2:
How lovely is Your house?
My home is
butt (aye).
Dance with your friend call it double nut (aye). Lets hit the Hilton and cuddle up (aye).
Got an offer you can’t refuse. Mobbin’ in your fur
don't even own it
Your money right but your credit ain't
Then the bank still won't loan it
If you're on top and ain't paying taxes
Then I hope you're
nigga, fever is check my temperature
Tamper with my temper
Get this missile to your temple
It's simple lights, no paris hilton
More shit like the toilet's
and find your anger within
And then you choose to use it as a weapon again
Which means you have chosen anger
Your weapon of choice is anger
You have chosen
my Bible and drop the four five
big up the real ones inna me life. Swear we gonna live it nice
Not inna Hilton, but in the hills we lie
Girls by me
by force
Focused on my bag like I never had a choice
All the money can't bring you back, I might as well make sure
All the dreams that I'm dreaming I
Times"
feelin like J.J., I'm standin in the food bank line
My momma was ridin on the bus tryna get to work
Early in the morn', it's cold and her knees hurt
title is bitter
Unsweet at the time of the takes
It's crazy
Your natural beauties never
Up for debates
Still idolizing your smile
While praying for your
and dark.
Your reseme says that you worked on Jurassic Park.
If there's a camera up in here,
that's taking photographs of me, then it's true, that you.
Must
make my mind up by deciding not to care
Stop giving me choices
Stop giving me choices
I'm the victim, of this day and age
I've forgotten how to feel
see
I hear your voice
tell it to me
I hear these voices in my head
I fear my choices where they've led
I question who I am
I watch the falling sand
I
Wear a smile, wipe your eyes
It's great to get high off your own supply
You make a choice to be you make a choice
You make a choice to be
You make
Kingdom Come
Open up the gates its time to repent
Wash away your sins
Pay immense
They'll never forget your choices
Hearing different voices
Corrupted by
door (how much longer?)
And he's weak with evil and broken by the world (how much longer?)
And he's shouting your name and asking for more (how much
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