Lyrics:
what mean most to me
So many tears I cried (I cried)
But all for nothing I'm afraid to say
Loving you no more,
I just I cant I just can't be
the city with the G-block stainers
And we got adopted by some fifth ward strangers
You know what it means when I twist these fingers
Me and you been
Girl, maybe we should think about it (think about it baby)
Boo you know what? (What)
The day when I first seen you
You know I didn't stand, but I
and it's goin' down, nigga
Now nigga, come to the circus and watch me clown, nigga
Pound niggas, what you be givin' when I'm around nigga?
Frown niggas,
Everything rushes by right
Might just be a thought
That you caught while coppin' a wink
Doodlin' takes you beyond what you think
And then you draw what you
Or what you're doin' with your life
Don't want to hear that you'll stay in touch maybe
I'll get just fine
So if you're goin' then darlin' goodbye,
Oh baby, you know I may be a fool
I'm wastin' my time by goin' to school
The way you got me holdin' your door
I can't do my homework anymore
I
Bells will be ringing the glad, glad news
Oh, what a Christmas to have the blues
My baby's gone, I have no friends
To wish me greetings once
nine till dawn.
If you drop by brother there's some shakin' goin on
We get all kinds of people as the night goes on
Rednecks and the hippies both
listen, ah, do you know how...
Do you know how to get to the chateau mormon from here?
Not exactly...is it by the, by the airport?
No no, we don't, we have
of friends
I think she loves me, but it all depends
Hey baby, I don't want to be your Superman
I just want to be your man and I'll be super, baby
You
in the yard
But it's gettin' harder
By the crossroads (you gotta meet me)
Oh, we're goin', we're goin' great
At the edge of town (tropic corridor,
know about the team?
Man, these niggas need to stop it, they be crowdin' up the scene
Baby girl, you need to stop it, all that pride and self-esteem
You know you want me
My girls
Been goin 'round talkin'
They say that you been
Watchin' me, boy
I know
By the way you're talkin'
That you
You can hear the loudest screams
Comin' from inside the screen
You a wild bitch
Tell me what I gotta do to be that guy
Said her price go down, she
You ain't got to tell me, you feelin' this shit
'Cause I hear what I'm sayin', I know I'm killin' this shit
I gotta make it to Heaven, for goin
Sittin' 'bout a hundred stories up, like what the fuck?
And I'm just lookin' at it all
I'll be right here in Los Angeles
Lookin' like a villain
Hey Lady, listen to me
'Cause you ain't never heard of me
Hey woman, open your eyes
'Cause I wanna be seen by you
Oh no, don't go, baby
)
To give you a piece of my mind
('Cause you can't knock the hustle)
Who do you think you are?
Baby one day you'll be a star
Last seen out of state
Georgia dream
She's a rockin' them holey jeans
Baby, what you got goin' on Saturday?
You know, words got it, there's gonna be a party
Out of town about
in the yard
But it's gettin' harder
By the crossroads (you gotta meet me)
Oh, we're goin', we're goin' great
At the edge of town (tropic corridor,
hey-yeah
Whoa-whoa, whoa-whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
Finding myself as the days
Fly by like us on the move
You told me I was a phase
Okay, fine, I
ask where we goin' (ay)
Journey through the sky, cloud nine, no bowing (ay)
Baby take your time, I'ma keep it in control and
Give you what you need
Sittin' 'bout a hundred stories up, like what the fuck?
And I'm just lookin' at it all
I'll be right here in Los Angeles
Lookin' like a villain
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