Lyrics:
sir yes sir
Oh we gonna take it back like thieves and foes
Nasty as I wanna be
That must be too live for your crew hoe, get down get low
I'm crossing
and crazy things in my past
And I can't take nothing back
Can't take nothing back, Forced to live with that
Pay the price for making bad decisions
Guess I
side"
Hurricane blowing, water gets high
Can't turn around or I'll drown in lies
When I get back I'm gonna own this town
Shine that medal and wear
on the dash
Lean your seat back
Man I swear there ain't nothing looks better than that
Sweet tan, little thing with nothing to do
I wanna take a little ride
You have been gone for so long
Don't know if you're ever coming back
All I know is if you ever come around again
Baby it's so cold
Where you
to give me that
You know how to pull me back
When I go runnin', runnin'
Tryna get away from lovin' ya
You know how to love me hard
I won't lie, I'm
night
Yeah, yeah, this is for the back road, turning up the radio, heading right
Where the two lane turns into Main Street, cruising the same streets,
to think he died for you and me
And I hope one day
When we look back again
And he's just a memory
That we'll appreciate and respect the life he gave
Diamond with Crime Mob (yea!), Lauryn Hill with the Fugees (what?)
Remy with Terror Squad (Woo!), Lil' Kim back with see's and Snoop with More Dre
Dre
me
Now you gone, my baby's gone you're gone
And I want for you to come on home
I'm going crazy
But I can't act that, fresh snap back
My cup is full
pool
Going under just for you
Baby you, watch me stroke
Left stroke, right stroke
Back stroke, girl there ain't no running 'round this pool
Ooh I'm about
touchdown
Remember Meek dead broke? Look at me, up now
I run my city from south Philly back to uptown
Thank god, all these bottles I popped
All this paper I
competitor elimination
I-I-I-I was taking trips with Web to move weight
Came back to Queens to hit up a new state
Bitches don't know the half, like they flunk
and only love
And this is me
Back when we were beautiful
See
I don't feel very different
She said I know it's strange
I guess I've gotten used
Got Lil' Wayne pumpin' on my iPod
Thumpin' on the subs in the back of my crew cab
Redneck rockin' like a rockstar
Sling a lil' mud off the back
be looking back on your life
At the memories, this is gonna be one of those nights
Crowded backyard, everybody's laughing
Kinda party, next week
the battle on
Then one whose faith had died
Fled back up the mountainside
But before the top was made
A misplaced footfall made Him stray
From the path
Oh yeah, uh oh
Y'all know who it is (he's back)
Young
If you with me, throw the diamond up one time
Ladies, if you with me, just grind
around, get up and hit up
All the hot spots in town
Spring vacation
Good vibration
Summer weather
We're back together
Here's ya money
Hey, not
Never had a holster, I keep it on my lap,
And Hip Hop aint dead it just had a heart attack,
What you see I keep it pumpin yeah I got that hard back,
So
Tell the DJ turn it up
Bet the DJ bring it back
Tell him play that shit again
Tell him that you like that, like that, oh!
(Trey, I ain't got but 2
Hey I'm glad I caught you on the phone
Thirty hours until I'm back home
Been hallucinating, me and Sean
Time to turn his headlamp on
Yeah who you
the river bends
Ain't never gonna worry 'bout nothin' again
I ain't never gonna worry 'bout nothin' again
Paint the barn roof see Rock City
Kickin' back
you'll be back for a taste
Behold, you're hooked, your foot is in the stirrup
And make, haste, mount the steed and ride him well
For the white horse
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