Lyrics:
mind and purse for me thats why I rock with you
Bad bitch bad voice Fran Drescher
Good head on her shoulders good dresser
We just dig deep found
or wrote, I hope you have a chance
I ain't mad, I just think it's messed up you don't answer fans
If you didn't wanna talk to me outside your concert
You
I didn't win. But I didn't win
But I didn't win. But I didn't win
Let me tell you about my story
Before it gets too hazy
I love to tell the truth but
to kill every nigga
That stand by him or speak for him
Can you stop actin' like you
Doin' me a favor? Do I seem rattled?
This idiot don't even know he tell
Yo, yo
Yo, if you gonna hit niggas' girl
Just expect niggas to hit your girl
And that's it
112 help me say
If she got with you when
She
Or question my character and degrade me on every blog?
Want you to love me like Nelson, want you to hug me like Nelson
I freed you from being a slave in your
Yea this is why I'm hot though
Love to my vatos, why you standin there in stop mode
I be busy on go, let a nigga know, no time for the hoe shit, I don't
I'm realizing that you didn't have
To funk wit' me
But you did, now I'm going all out, kid
And I got mad love to give
You're all (Cry together)
to care
Then she looks you in the eye
And suddenly you're strong
And very soon you realize
That you didn't care about love
Listen to me I'll sing a song
It is too obvious now
I didn't see what was goin on
I was blinded by your love and all
The beautiful things that I saw in you
That's why I wrote you
innovative
And y'all tryna tell me I'm changing? Pshh
Sick to throw a touchdown
You gotta throw a few interceptions
And nobody perfect, oh, but
You
as a pass by
Showin' love to the south side, all the players outside
And we gon' spend G's tonight
Hotel's on me shit free tonight, c'mon (this life I
as a pass by
Showin' love to the south side, all the players outside
And we gon' spend G's tonight
Hotel's on me shit free tonight, c'mon (this life I
you’re the one that I adore
Cherish moments with you cause the others were a bore
Fein for your love lady you got me wanting more
1+1=2 so tell me what it
you can't hear the silence
Even when it's there. Like the wind seen from the window,
Seeing it but not being touched by it.
*
Words sometimes
Coast Uptown it's love it's like
So high need TSA
I'm 112 till I see that grave I'm no bullshit
Them models always run my way
That's di-or when you
Just hitting know in the fathers hands but what the love of a father means
didn't work
You rose up in some family members who said some things to me in
the inside, huh, I see ya later
Here come the drama, oh, that's that with the fake, uh huh (blaow)
Why you punch me in my face? Stay in ya place
Play ya
leave me so confused
Now I'm all cried out, over you
[112]
ooh
Cryin' over you, yeah
Never wanted to see things your way
Had to go astray
For why was I
South south Bronx
so ya want to come to my hotel and ruin my after party
guess the niggas u was wit didnt know me well
they tried to roll up on me like
Well there's something
In the way she moves
Reminds me why I can't sleep at night
And there's something
In her lies that soothe
Like whiskey when I
and you link up to smoke
Whole time you didn't know
Damn
I was wondering if you would come and see me
I'd give you keys like beanie
I'll fly you to my
a decade ago telling me you care
I didn't mean to share too much of our personal
But the people love to hear
I'm a story teller by heart a poetic man living
slower than a slug
While this feeling inside of my body seep in like a drug
Will you hug me, rub me on the back like a child?
Tell me you love me, need
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