Lyrics:
[Syleena Johnson:]
If, only you knew
How much I do
Do love you
Love you...
[Verse 1: Twista]
Tryin' to think about the way I wanna hold ya
Tryin'
to be a fan
See we used to be some puppets
Being run by the reaper’s hand
He made me Bold
Only reason this man’s courageous
Cuz He’s my solid foundation
I
nowhere to go
[Verse 2]
Me and my homies hooked up some cowards took up
when niggas we lust smokin some but the flame tight
Trippin off how we survivin
Talkin' practice baby
Only thing is
I'm not the shooter
I'm the bullet, bitch
[Verse One: Kanye West]
They say your attitude determines your
Well, either you're closing your eyes
To a situation you do not wish to acknowledge
Or you are not aware of the caliber of disaster
Indicated by
Pryor
(Aren't you a male dancer?) No, bitch, I'm retired
Fuckin' your bitch in the ass with a tire iron
I'm ripped, I'm on an acid trip
My DJ's in
Cain and Abel and the hunchback of Notre Dame
Everybody is making love or else expecting rain
And the Good Samaritan, he's dressing, he's getting
Intro
1, 2, 3, this is a Bunpan Exclusive
There's something I would love to say to you girl
Spare me some time
Verse 1
I won't hide, The way
fading
The sun's reflected by the coffee in your hand
My eyes are caught in your gaze all over again
We were love drunk, waiting on a miracle
Tryna find
fading
The sun's reflected by the coffee in your hand
My eyes are caught in your gaze all over again
We were love drunk, waiting on a miracle
Tryna find
fading
The sun's reflected by the coffee in your hand
My eyes are caught in your gaze all over again
We were love drunk, waiting on a miracle
Tryna find
fading
The sun's reflected by the coffee in your hand
My eyes are caught in your gaze all over again
We were love drunk, waiting on a miracle
Tryna find
fading
The suns reflected by the coffee in your hand
My eyes are caught in your gaze all over again
We were love drunk waiting on a miracle
Trying to find
against the world
[Verse Five]
Loc'ed out, dressed in black
lookin for some pretty boys
Shawty Pimp and MC Stray
need some bodies in they graves
nothing,
Chorus
I love you momma, I love you momma
Verse 1
Wish I could holla at you physically
Listen ma picture me shitting, came far from chopping crack
hand on them, I'll be back on the front page
But I just wanna take my niggas 'round the world and back
Find a couple of addresses to mail some packs
out on the Birch Knoll Dam
Cruising to Norcross, ride with fam
Then it's back to the general store
Jim Beam and red wine running
Yeah, we buying some
debris
And bad programs of landmines
That remind me of the sexiest of slow jams
I pull a Glock or fiver murder the group by numbers
I was nursed by
mess around and make country love
Meet me at night tonight and we'll go down by the river side
Take along some moonshine our love is much too strong
at Neyshabour or Babylon,
Whether the Cup with Sweet or Bitter Run,
The Wine of Life keeps oozing Drop by Drop;
The Leaves of Life keep dropping One by One.
sweet love to you
[Repeat]
[Verse 1 (Cassidy)]
Okay!
I was told you ain't got it nice, 'til you got a wife
But nope I'ma baller 'cause, never gon
Some days ago I was steady feeling trapped like I'm cuffed to a seat
Know that might fool some of y'all but it doesn't for me
I got one trick in my
Guilty waitress starts her shift at noon
In a diner tucked among some trees
She's found a little peace in this greasy spoon
Her heart is numb
a nut, bring me a bowl full of bon-bons!
Chill me some wine, keep standin' by,
I'm gettin' hungry, peel me!
Here's how to be an agreeable chap,
Love
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