Lyrics:
survive?
She ain't got nothing to eat
Do you know where your children are?
Because it's now twelve o'clock
If they're somewhere out on the street
Just
the far end of the table
He threw his mother's wedding ring
And he said you won my money
But it ain't gonna do the trick
I'll bet this ring on one more
you would let your feelings show
Well, that's okay
Hear me now
'Cause things ain't working out
If my soul be damned
It's all part
"Hello"
"Colt Ford, what's going on brother"
"BG how you feelin' son?"
"Doing alright cuz
Think it's about time
We take 'em back down that dirt
As we're walking on by
Her soul slides away
But don't look back in anger
I heard you say
Take me to the place where you go
Where nobody knows
If it's
call
Add it all together to build a team
One voice, one unit, a Christian theme
But this can't happen if you shut the door
Block things out and begin
Heaven help me
If love ain't dead I'ma kill it 'cause it's killin' me
Cold world, they'll be livin' in a fantasy
Got me, it's the only thing I
what you need when you see me
I'm stackin' G's, buyin' all the things on TV, believe me
I got some killers on my payroll, and they know
When it's time
through your projects, crime pays
Matched up in a staircase, in a dark place embraced
By the trey-eight, I'm in so deep I can't escape
These crime
It's over
I think you should know
That ain't the way love goes
It's over
I think you should know
You need to pack your things and go
That ain't
kill your dog, we tied even, I'd believe it
If you see it then you got it, nigga never give up
Cause if you grindin' you gon' be rich before you can look
want me for your man
There's a few things that you better understand
I want my baby
(That's enough)
I don't mean maybe
(That's enough)
I want my
To get things back
The way they used to be
If your words had meaning
If you really cared about me
Tell me why can't I find love in your heart
If you
like a mother fucking, BITCH!
You, nasty, once a month bleeding mother fucking nasty ass mother fuck it
(Takes a deep breath)
BITCH, I hate your
out of the closet
The same closet I had to move my things back in
It didn't make me feel that great, as if to demonstrate
Everything's temporary if
out of the closet
The same closet I had to move my things back in
It didn't make me feel that great, as if to demonstrate
Everything's temporary if
can't be your man, no ma'am
I know what's on your brain
You're probably hopin' never would end
Like is it the real thing
Or is it just a one night
to realize
I still have two strong legs, and even wings to fly
So I, ain't a-wastin time no more
'Cause time goes by like hurricanes, and faster things
Sometimes I wake up in my bed
And I don't know where I've been
Heart tells me a trip to cloud nine
Headache says that things just ain't fine
know they lame, you feel ashamed, but you love 'em the same
It's like when niggas make subliminal records
If it ain't directed directly at me, I don't
motherfuckin' ruckus
Bring da mother, bring da motherfuckin' ruckus
Bring da motherfuckin' ruckus (so bring it on)
I rip it hardcore, like porno-flick
Bring in Blowjob Betty
Now we got it poppin' low
Hit then I stop and go
Film it record it
in high definition though
I got my dick by your ear
Do you
it's only time
Put the incense on
Cover up the smell
And if your boys go down, I know you'll never tell
You're a superstar
You're a superstar
It could last if I keep you tight,
Doing things I know you like,
Do your job and not just mine
Bring me on!
It could last if I keep you tight,
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