Lyrics:
Girl are sick
Girl are sick
Girl are sick
Girl are sick
Don't you know this girl is dangerous
Don't you know she's got you insane
Don't you know
the sun
I guess everything that I said means nun
Russian roulette by myself your the gun
I created you from a place of despairity
Now that you're gone i'm
the sun
I guess everything that I said means nun
Russian roulette by myself your the gun
I created you from a place of despairity
Now that you're gone i'm
You're a song written by the hands of God
Don't get me wrong 'cause this might sound to you a bit odd
But you own the place where all my thoughts go
You're a song written by the hands of God
Don't get me wrong 'cause this might sound to you a bit odd
But you own the place where all my thoughts go
from the past
And you gotta take your time and don't be moving too fast
Cause everything you've got, it could be gone in a flash
And I've been drinking
liked your art
You said I was funny and I said you were smart
Everything was good, it was great from the start
But things took turn and you broke my heart
Hello girl
Say you got me in your arms again
Been around the world but I wanna be right here where you stand
Lets get high maybe just a lil tipsy
time
How are you all
Good school testing
My patience
I know that class
Heating up
But don't sweat
It no
Furnace
Can we
Chill yeah
It's
Wendy's
44
Security for my grandma it's not funny
Large is the word if you ask how they living
But to Shayton they soul they be giving
We're in a crisis, a state
a message for you
Hope you niggas understand I ain’t playin' to lose
Doing everything I can to be better than you
So keep doin ya lil dance but don’t get it
Ja rule:
yeah all you ?
ladies, cristian.
let's get 'em.
girl you be checkin on me.
and i wanna know if we cut what it's gonna be.
you f*ckin with
past, I'll be ashamed
Judge me on my talent you will be amazed
As a man had to deal with all this pain
Trying to dodge it, is like trying to dodge
the time
You're gonna be out on the road
'Oh, out in on back street, man
On the, on the, highway
An' the colors are gonna run
All of a sudden, don't
aggressive
She roll my weed when I need, so we lit
She the shit, ratchet hoes don't compare to a queen
Girl, you is it, and you know that I'm the one
By
some made dough
So just let ya hate go
I can't tell a nigga I love him then just turn my back on him
I be focused on myself but that don't make you my
Cant take the same way to the crib
Had to switch it up and get new routes
Bullets burning he like oou ouch
But baby girl you are too loud
I just can't
The girls ignore me and I'm beat
Up by the older kids
But the teachers quiz me like
"I wonder what your problem is?"
Well, the kids in my neighbourhood
All
on the highway
Coffee on my sweater
Aw man! But it's friday
-Jake, how are you? I'm late -It's fine
-I'm gonna get those papers up to date
-It's fine
-You told me
the memories aint special anymore
But I'm trying again, trying again
You are lying again, lying again
My desire, it ends, right where it begins
cnd those
funny that you cannot see
My mind is a mess
But all that means nothing to me
I won't be the one to fall in love again
But all that means nothing to me
I
her life be getting mad stressed
Give me half an hour imma pull up at yo address
Don't be difficult now baby girl this ain't no math test
You
her life be getting mad stressed
Give me half an hour imma pull up at yo address
Don't be difficult now baby girl this ain't no math test
You
And everything I need,
Is everything you do?
Any girl walk by, don't matter
'Cause you're lookin' so much better
Don't ever need to get
Caught up in jealously
She
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