Lyrics:
parading my serenading
As I'll probably miss a bar,
But if this ditty is not so pretty,
At least it'll tell you how great you are.
You're the top!
parading my serenading
As I'll probably miss a bar,
But if this ditty is not so pretty,
At least it'll tell you how great you are.
You're the top!
parading my serenading
As I'll probably miss a bar,
But if this ditty is not so pretty,
At least it'll tell you how great you are.
You're the top!
parading my serenading
As I'll probably miss a bar,
But if this ditty is not so pretty,
At least it'll tell you how great you are.
You're the top!
parading my serenading
As I'll probably miss a bar,
But if this ditty is not so pretty,
At least it'll tell you how great you are.
You're the top!
parading my serenading
As I'll probably miss a bar,
But if this ditty is not so pretty,
At least it'll tell you how great you are.
You're the top!
parading my serenading
As I'll probably miss a bar,
But if this ditty is not so pretty,
At least it'll tell you how great you are.
You're the top!
parading my serenading
As I'll probably miss a bar,
But if this ditty is not so pretty,
At least it'll tell you how great you are.
You're the top!
parading my serenading
As I'll probably miss a bar,
But if this ditty is not so pretty,
At least it'll tell you how great you are.
You're the top!
parading my serenading
As I'll probably miss a bar,
But if this ditty is not so pretty,
At least it'll tell you how great you are.
You're the top!
parading my serenading
As I'll probably miss a bar,
But if this ditty is not so pretty,
At least it'll tell you how great you are.
You're the top!
parading my serenading
As I'll probably miss a bar,
But if this ditty is not so pretty,
At least it'll tell you how great you are.
You're the top!
and a girl
A few grams in a pipe to make your head swirl
You must spread the word of the master teacher
Or you die by the rhymes and the streets'll eat ya
and a girl
A few grams in a pipe to make your head swirl
You must spread the word of the master teacher
Or you die by the rhymes and the streets'll eat ya
Some people trust in gold and silver
Some people trust in mortal men silver silver
I’ll put my hope in the creator
Cos in his hands I’m just a pen yea
dreams, but take my hand
And I'll go wherever you wanna go
In my heart I know, you're always close
You're always by, always by, always by my side
In my
parading my serenading
As I'll probably miss a bar,
But if this ditty is not so pretty
At least it'll tell you
How great you are.
You're the top!
Uh, I mean, damn, me and you, forever hand in hand
I'm married to The Firm, boo, you got to understand (understand)
I'll die for 'em, gimme
hands up high
You wanna dance lets dance nigga I'll take you to da prom
I'm armed tre pound in my palm I'm calm
Nigga my mamma made a baby boy
strong when you're weak and I'll carry you
So let go of your plan, be caught by My hand
I'll show you what I can do
When I dream for you
I have a dream for
can do no less
Never asked for help, you came by yourself
You took my head, I can't throw you away like you were guiding my hands
You're vexing me but
Mickey
Oh Mickey, what a pity you don't understand
You take me by the heart when you take me by the hand
Oh Mickey, you're so pretty, can't you understand
can start by givin' me a test drive
I know you're ready
Come roll with me (come roll with me)
We can take it slow
If you wanna I'll bring you up
hand
You're my kind of woman, you're my kind of man
You're my kind of woman, you're my kind of man
A match made in Heaven by God's gentle hands
I'll
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