Lyrics:
Hey
Hey
Ladies and gentleman the champ is here
The champ is here
The champ is here
Get your mothafuckin' hands in the air
(Oh oh)
The champ is
People to people, party to place
Having the time of your life is all on your face
Hands in the sky, while snatch and catch in the vibe
We go uptown,
Girl, you know it's you I
Love and not another
You may change, but I will never come down
Check it
Looking at your face, you're no betting man
Watch
The men are saying)
(Glyde hands Fosco a brandy
During the next section
The two play billiards)
To our little game i propose a toast
Well, we haven't won
runnin' this
Race for some time
Now I hand it off to you 'cuz
It's the end of my life
I'm prayin' that, oh, wherever you roam
Know you'll never walk alone,
gon be
Okay then squeeze her hand
Then I make her feel younger
Than Peter Pan nigga
I done went blind on they ass
Come your fine ass here I
Get behind
I love niggas! I love niggas!
'Cause niggas are me!
And I should only love that which is me
I love to see niggas go through changes
(Whoooo)
I love
love to see niggas go through changes
(Whoooo)
I love to see niggas shoot through shit
(Did it again)
And to all niggas that do it I love
To all my
and it's ok
It's music it's hip-hop it's groundbreaking
When I do it, it's war
In the city watch how I'm
Getting head with it she do it with no hands
And I
a jerk
'cause she hurts you
Now hands up, don't be a playa hater
Just peep game keep your mind on your money
Watch the bitch change
See hoes love thugs
-just dance-
Je me souviens le premiere fois
That I heard just dance on
The radio grab coat
The first time when I wrote
It change my life, lets go!
Gaga
Damn fucking, crazy wife, no husband
Lavender what you wanted to be
Sharp nail, no joint like me
Melancholia didn't change my number
Bored back
pastries
And they scream
The worst things in life come free to us
'Cause we're just under the upper hand
And go mad for a couple grams
And she don't
to see niggas go through changes
I love to see niggas shoot the shit
But there's one thing about niggas
I do not love
To all my Brooklyn to all my Uptown
the breeze
Jeez, Louise
Hungry Hamed's, baby, count your change
Said the food's a little funky and the atmosphere is mange
Sam's upset at Hamed
old and gray
And your hair falls out and your tattoos fade
You might see my standing, hat in hand
I have to go away, I've got no reason to stay
I'm gonna find me a new way to light up an old flame
With a little bit of luck and a hug there's gonna be a big change
I've got a strong desire
hands and rejoice
Just like Jesus they couldn't keep him down
Low
Like the way your mama felt
The very first time you were held
The way your
apart
Can't you feel the pain that's down inside of my heart?
[Chorus: x2]
Gotta feelin' somethin' here is bound to change
Love is just a touch away
I've gone through life pretending
That time will change the ending
And find the road we didn't take
The life we didn't make
But those mistakes
waiting there, swimming through apologies
I remember searching for the perfect words
I was hoping you might change your mind
I remember a soldier
I haven't seen my father in some time
But his face is always staring back at me
His heavy hands hang at the ends of my arms
And my colors change
Hear a newborn baby cry
Hear the farmers pray for rain
One more soldier gives his life
A homeless man begs for change
But change won't come easily
the time, should work out fine
We can make it, we can break it
It's not a command, just give me your hand
We can break it, whoa oo We can take it, take it
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