Lyrics:
a letter, to your first love
I stay hot under the sun, you better get under this gun
When I buss, like I came all over her damn tongue
Hold up, it's young
like they wanna love me
But girl I'm froze, I don't know
If it's something you did
And I got more versions of me
The one you know is alone and wants you
not a video game
Shit like a middle name
Wait, i don't have middle name
Damn my chick is bad
Damn that shit is bad
Lads want chit and chat
Glad
of the Flavor Unit
And we are Naughty By Nature, and we will just do, by terminating you
I can snap, rap, pack, click-clack, patter-pat-pat
Take that ass
a thug?
To all my thugs in Houston, you wan' push drugs?
To all my thugs in Memphis, you want the cars in the videos?
To the Jacksonville Thug Angels,
and the night is done
Will you call me, will you call me up?
Over, shawty pop a molly for her soul ya
Mm, I never want her body sober
Up all night 'til it's over
coming back for you one day
You can see it from afar, we were riding that wave
Blinded by the lights, and it's something I crave
We didn't want
in, we take all of your shit
And when you wake up, she help you try to find it, I love it
I be with bitches that be with bitches that be with niggas
it's all laughter 'til the bitch comes to kiss them
You know the difference between life and death
Is one bad decision, three or four inches
So many
what's the deal? Where was all the tough talk?
When I walked up to you like, "Ja, what up, dawg?"
How come you didn't say you had a problem then?
When
crosses over, still
Fillin' your head with fantasies, come with me
Show the sacrifice it takes to make the G's
You want to be a rock superstar in
Andy says to me, Elizabeth, I barely see you anymore, but losing you is not worth it. No job is worth dying over. And you were literally going to die. If
Everyone is in your order
No one is valuable
To love or hate
There is no limit, no before
No after
It's all yours
Choose what you want
No one can hunt you
'm a highway star
I'm a highway star
Oh, yes I am, you mothers
Thank you. That's a new one, taken off Machine Head.
This is a song about...
Sweet child
what more can i say/ you want to hang wit us ridin/ you'll be hiding while we're gliding/ flying by and shit/ you better quite trying/ before you and all
closer, Come on
Do you all over your sofa, Come on
When I walk in the club with all the ladies so fly
Gotta work that body so beautifully make you want
closer, Come on
Do you all over your sofa, Come on
When I walk in the club with all the ladies so fly
Gotta work that body so beautifully make you want
to the west coast, all my bitches
Yo, chickens is good for pluckin'
So I'm stickin' bitches fuckin'
Got 'em trickin' while they suckin'
Give 'em dick,
to the west coast, all my bitches
Yo, chickens is good for pluckin'
So I'm stickin' bitches fuckin'
Got 'em trickin' while they suckin'
Give 'em dick,
then
Maybe we could prove em' all wrong with our commitment
Baby wait and listen
I can see your vision
What is your religion?
Come over to my place
I
'm breaking a promise
I made to a version of me
Why can't I covet
And keep it away
From the leeches who want to deceive?
What is coming has begun
It's
to be named by You
I just want my privacy, please
Uh, you created the story of My Life
And Mine is a public life
So No
Baal, put the tape on him again
overcome it, then I'll be achievin' the victory, yeah
What you really want? What it really get?
I remember livin' my life with a million fears
Over
all to the beast
He is the reason my self-esteem increased
He really, honestly, helped me
In terms of feeling quite happy
I think at this point you
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