Lyrics:
used to always get into something
The four of us was running together like we was youngins
Thee hour conversations with Puckett
You gotta love it
But two
a bitch
Cause eagles don't fly with pigeons, they way higher
All wings flap but you gotta stay flyer
Niggas broke as a joke, sitting laughin' together
I
put you out (I got 'em, get 'em)
You can spark it up and I'ma put you out (I got 'em)
Ain't nobody fuckin' with me, man (uh-uh)
He-man, ski mask,
put you out (I got 'em, get 'em)
You can spark it up and I'ma put you out (I got 'em)
Ain't nobody fuckin' with me, man (uh-uh)
He-man, ski mask,
My dear, my dear, my dear
You do not know me but I know you very well
So let me tell you 'bout the feelings I have for you
My dear, my dear, my
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Help Me
You gotta help me baby, I can't do it all by myself (repeat 2x)
If you don't help me daddy
Gotta find somebody else
Put on your
where you piss
Cellies with niggas that went to
War with the strip
You gotta rumble with ‘em nighttime down
To the mornin' and shit
I'm trying to tell
you gotta promenade now
You gotta promenade, mama who who do you love
Ah who do you love, who do you love
Who do you love, who do you love
Man 1: What?
Mandy: This praising.
Wise Man 1: No, no, no.
Mandy: Oh! Well, if you're dropping by again do pop in. (they
take
F what you heard man, see me in person
You know I'm fly, you know I'm fly, you know I'm fly
Even your girlfriend and all her girlfriends
You know
and the homework's great
Oh we'll never dress down and we'll never be late
To Fashion Junior High
Zip Zip
Snap Snap
Snip Snip
Clap Clap
Next week we'll mix and match
feelings is shot
Go text that raggedy bitch and tell her you all that she got (man, what bitch?)
Let her know you packin' yo' shit and gotta move by
don't wanna leave her, but you know what got me wondering?
I'm scared to lose love, but even more scared to love again
But why we gotta argue, why we
would probably throw my pride aside
Tell my old friends I love them
Tell them Byron tried
I still feel as if I need
To have words with you a few times
gone as far as asking if I could get with her
I just play love by ear and hope she gets the picture
I'm shooting for her heart, got my finger
gone as far as asking if I could get with her
I just play love by ear and hope she gets the picture
I'm shooting for her heart, got my finger
myself
All the plaques I got, won't fit on my shelf
I'm sick of myself, jumped out of my skin
Hopped into my shell, I am feeling quite well
You ain't
got it drowning out the radio
I've been waiting so long for you to come along and have some fun
Well I gotta let you know
No you're never gonna
got it drowning out the radio
I've been waiting so long for you to come along and have some fun
Well I gotta let you know
No you're never gonna
future junior
Would've thought ya lil boo a hooper
She don't forget the balls and she know ima shooter
Got her in love no doubt you gon lose her
Had
feelings it is bigger than emotions
What am tryna say is love is a decision
It's gotta be true with the purest of Intentions
So whenever you say it back it
the feeling again
And I'm ready to take a chance again
Ready to put my love on the line with you
Been livin' with nothing for show for it
You get what you
tracks but
You ain't feeling that
I'm ducking the county boys
With they billy bats i got my dogs with me
Lookin out for silly cats ball with me
Weezy where
sees in him
'Cause she's a good girl with a sweet heart
But they've both got demons and a deep past
You know opposites attract, apparently
I never
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