Lyrics:
a little kid at a three ring circus (no)
I don't want to gain the whole world, and lose my soul
Don't wanna walk away, let me hear the people say
I
Now I've got heartaches by the number
A love that I can't win
But the day that I stop counting
That's the day my world will end
Heartache
With the weight of the world on my shoulder
That's why they call me "Hova"
I'm far from being God
But I work goddamn hard
I wake up the birds so when
shack
On the banks of the river by the railroad track
We kept chickens in a pen in the back
And everybody said we was po' folks
My daddy was a farmer
two, three, four
Get your woman on the floor
Gotta, gotta get up to get down
Gotta, gotta get up to get down
What up, everybody, so glad you're
poor, but if you were by my side,
I could be any place in this whole wide world and I know I'd be satisfied.
Way up on the mountain
Or way down in
it, chop it and cook it
See how shit come back round for ya? (Yeah)
Gotta kick in the oven now watch it bubble
And you can knock on my door
But you
up on the game when I step through the door
Ya know, some of these niggas is so deceptive
Usin' my styles like a contraceptive
I hope ya get
Rollin' down the strip on Vogues
Comin' up, slammin' Cadillac doors
Me and you
Your mama and your cousin too
Rollin' down the strip on Vogues
Comin'
hiding
Right outside my door
I hear them whisperin'
They're tryin' to ride it out
They've never gone this long
Without a kill before
Down to the wire
I
My man mistreated me, and he drove me from his door
Lord he mistreated me, and he drove me from his door
But the Good Book says you've got to reap
shit
The world is yours my nigga, so go and see that bitch
Every chance you get, hit that lick and get that shit
Put your name down and your thang
where your mouth is
Put 'em in a field and let 'em fight it out
I'm running so fast my feet don't touch the ground
I'm a stranger here I'm going down
My man mistreated me, and he drove me from his door
Lord he mistreated me, and he drove me from his door
But the Good Book says you've got to reap
foolish to be here in the first place,
I know some man gonna walk in and take my place.
Ain't no way in the world, I'm going out that front door
Cause
Lord, I'm foolish to be here in the first place
I know some man gonna walk in and take my place
Ain't no way in the world, I'm going out that front door
Lo-Lola
I pushed her away
I walked to the door
I fell to the floor
I got down on my knees
Then I looked at her, and she at me
Well, that's the way
night by the Spanish Stairs
Got to hurry on back to my hotel room
Gonna wash my clothes, scrape off all the grease
Gonna lock the doors and turn my
Jason: "Welcome to Tuesday night.."
See when I wake up
and the day begins,
Do I hold my breath?
and count to ten?
or will it be,
three?
We'll see,
Nights in the back of that Buick that you got runnin'
Your baby by your side, told the whole world you're comin'
[Chorus]
Work so hard to do what is
up naked in my lover's bed
Instead I'm hanging over Hell suspended by a single thread
[Chorus:]
And I don't recall who said it at this time
That
up on the game when I step through the door
Ya know, some of these niggas is so deceptive
Usin' my styles like a contraceptive
I hope ya get
I used to roll my cigarettes on the hood of my Tacoma
Sit and watch the world go by
I was seventeen and green and knowin' nothin' 'bout livin'
In
One, two, look at you
Three, four, she locked the door
I keep knockin' and knockin' and knockin' and knockin'
She was born in Paris
At the age of 21
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