Lyrics:
You better keep me in mind
(Yeah) , keep me in mind
I know this my time, so I gotta get it right
Yeah, took 'em by surprise when
They said I couldn't
I need (I swear to God I hope we fuckin' die together)
To get by
Shorty I'm there for you anytime you need me
For real girl, it's me in your
$hort
Get in where you fit in, fool
You was a mark up at the high school
Now you're hardcore like CB4
Biting, what you want to be me for?
It's your
feels comfortable. When I say 4, breathe in deeply again.
And again release the air smoothly.
By the time I reach 0, your mind will be silent.
It’s okay
Nothing seems to ever cure your ill
(Have it your way)
Where'd you get that funk from?
(Ooh, who was that? Ha ha ha ha ha ha, oh oh oh)
The salvation
sabha darmanwa re manwa
(He was laughed upon in the society)
Ghayal bhayile na
(Mind got injured)
Ghayal bhayile na re manwa
(Your mind gets injured)
the 40
He gone get rowdy
And ya don't want that shit
Cause it's gon' be naughty, by nature
Fuck a player hater
I'mma come through
And you know I'm down
the 40
He gone get rowdy
And ya don't want that shit
Cause it's gon' be naughty, by nature
Fuck a player hater
I'mma come through
And you know I'm down
it
If it's jewels you like
You fools gonna fuck around
And lose your life
And I just bruised your wife
Don't get it confused like
Cause we in
they be the best
Love my girls outgoin' in my city, Chi
But it's MD 'til the day I die
We get high, oh, so high that my mind is in the sky
Shorties
and rub your leg
I let my hand slide between your miniskirt
Slip a finger in your panties, straight go to work
What time is it? Don't watch the clock
I got my mind on my money, and I'm not goin' away
So keep on gettin' your paper
For real yeah ain't never had to tell me get this bread
Holiday
to leave
When you're lookin' like that?
Oh, I keep thinkin' I might stay here
By your side and watch the green grass grow
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
I got
mind)
(Money money on my mind)
Get money, fuck bitches
Fuck bitches, get money
Fuck bitches, get money, yeah
Nigga, get it in a slump, if you know
mind)
(Money money on my mind)
Get money, fuck bitches
Fuck bitches, get money
Fuck bitches, get money, yeah
Nigga, get it in a slump, if you know
'Cause' we're gonna fall in love tonight!
Get your hot rods ready to rumble
'Cause' we're gonna drink until we die!
-goverment hooker-
Gaga, ga oh ah
You think your little arm'll get in the way of Armageddon?
Forget it Day, no, really, forget this day
If I had a time machine, I'd go back in time
And thinkin' how you danced on the disco scene
My name appears in your mind,
Yeah, a name you know that was right on time
It was Phase Two just doin' a do
your ass over and tap the butt
Too $hort baby all in them guts
I'm not your ABC, from the alphabet
Every letter I'll write'll get your pussy wet
It's
your arrogance
It's your arrogance
Uhnn
It's your arrogance
That situation was a test
Don't get arrogant
Life will choke you by the neck
So don't get
would surely break my heart in two
11: Somewhere In My Broken Heart
You made up your mind it was time it was over
After we had come so far
But I
your whole steeze, it be in there boo (I need)
On top of that you got the good power-U (to get by)
You're all (you're all)
I need (all I need)
right, ah
Just show your face in broad daylight, ah
I'm tellin' you on how I feel, ah
Gonna hurt your mind, don't shoot to kill
Shamone, ah, shamone
Lay it
Hallelujah
It's that time to
Get your mind right
Make sure that
Mind is sound
It's Holyraptrumony
Shane Moon Goody The Great
Jesus Christ lets go
Yes
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