Lyrics:
the right time,
Id be waiting all my life,
So I'm gonna show you more,
The only way I know how,
And I don't care who sees,
A I don't care who tells who
Hey boy where you're leaving to
Always leaving all the time
Wanna get caught up to you
Gonna figure how to make you mine
Know I love it when
to be it
And you know that it's true
This heart was made for you
You know that it's true
This heart was made for you
Rest-stop on a good road
Tomorrow you'll be mine
Oh, I cannot wait
I gotta have you by my side
You are the Sunday lover
Rive me before I lose the countenance
You are my Sunday
Slide through the trenches, gonna hear my music blarin'
Them young shooters givin' out bine for too much starin'
Blew twenty G's in a night, that's
takes her aside of McCarthy's
Says, "I'm gonna die"
She says, "Archie, these are big wigs
For once don't make a scene"
Then let's do a line, or go
Yo, I'm smoother than the Isley Brothers
When I'm on the scene I get feedback
Brothers runnin up, wassup, where you be at?
I be by myself just coolin
be you
That's when she put her arms around me
And laid her face on mine yeah
Shortly thereafter she lifted her hand
And gently kissed my lips
bust your shit from here to Tijuana
The stage is mine wherever I wreck shop
And if you're steppin' to my crew
You're gettin' dropped
'cause I'm like
You'd be my main if you say you're mine
I swear I'm gonna treat you like a queen because
You fly like you rocking 23, uh
Looking up at me, uh
Never
I SHOULD BE UP BY NOW BE A COUPLE CUPS DOWN RUNNIN ROUND BUSY MAKIN MY BED I SHOULD BE FIXIN MY HAIR PICKIN WHAT I'M GONNA WEAR AND DOWN
and make it bounce
Make it drop it's getting hot
Should we be waking up the house?
Fuck it keep it up I know you love it when you're loud
But if we hear
standing by your bedside
My dreams are the reason I don't sleep that much
I paid the price, who knew it would be that much?
I'm a liar, I'm like, "Yeah,
to me
They only see what they wanna see, man
They're half blind collect the bag
Already tell you I should half mine
Chattin' to my little nigga by
tell me, "French, I wanna leave, I'm gonna end this shit"
"I'm inspired by your music but my brain is always spinning tricks"
"It's like a switch, my
And if you talk on touching me, you must be dreamin' it, still
That's honey comb set, pendant VVS on my grills
The gang trap a lot, it's coming like
of love Yeah, we will get by, this can't be the end for us There will come a time when you´ll be mine again Let's make it, we'll make it, oh that's right
The sound of your heart beat
Brings your skin to mine
Your peach can sit right by your southern suns tonight
Now, my senses are heightened for the last 100
bored
Troubles gonna come
Momma's love is blind
But all of it is mine
I'm sittin' in the shade
My beds already made
Future's lookin' fine
I don't need
Cause your girlfriend's got a big mouth
And I hear you'll be headed down south
By way of the High Desert Flyway
And I'll fly with you for a while, old
with me, you know it's hard
And chasing you makes me too tired to see
That you and me ain't ever gonna be
Well some you win and some you lose
But i'm
sometimes
Can I love you sometimes
I can hear the conversations you have with your friends
You say it's just for fun, he's not the one
What's it gonna take
through the same long days
On the grind I'm tryin' to get mine in my own way
Cash before fame, if I maintain
Through all the good times i had
Fans I
clothes like Bill Bixby
Rippin the microphone 'til I'm motherfuckin sixty
Smokin the indo, by the window, it's sticky
Spark the izm, my expertism, is
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