all of the things I never had Uh, I wanna be on the cover of Forbes magazine Smiling next to Oprah and the Queen [Chorus] Oh every time I close my
gonna be like that me and my niggas Doin' shows, fuckin' hoes and pullin triggers Cuz hoes these days back door ya with ya Motherfuckin' brother I call 'em freaks under cover
donkey No longer a junkie I got rid of that monkey I'm cheeky I don't want you fuckin' with my shit My neck and my knuckles covered with crushed out shit Sparklin' gold cover
angel sighing I have no choice I hear your voice Feels like fire I close my eyes, oh god I think I'm falling Out of the sky, I close my eyes Heaven
hitting the dough Getting the hoes [???] Pumping the flow, gangster ho cause the nose knows Check the pose, froze, when you see me close Punks you gonna
imagine you're here In your Vicky panties and brassier yeah It's like your sexy moans I hear Got a player gettin' wet down there, I swear I close my
place? I can't face another day And who will shelter me? It's cold in here Cover me Under these fingertips a strange body rolls and dips I close my eyes
get a chance to see you when i close my eyes i'm goin outta my head lost in a fairytale can you hold my hands and be my guide clouds filled with stars cover
a chance to see you when i close my eyes, I'm going out of my head Lost in a fairytale,can you hold my hand and be my guide? Clouds filled with stars cover
a chance to see you when I close my eyes I'm going outta my head Lost in a fairytale Can you hold my hands and be my guide? Clouds filled with stars cover
: (Live Union Chapel 99 - Tony Hatch / Petula Clark Cover) When you're alone and life is making you lonely You can always go - downtown When you've
you tomorrow." I'll be screamin "not a shotty, " he shouldn't have had no problems Top to bottom, in's and out's, and if you don't know then close your
ll make you lust My nigga don't play too close, my thugs in heaven and shit My niggas'll pop with the pistols, and snap out the holsters And cover a snitch
you niggas been waiting for this shit for a long time well here it is nigga here it is what you gone do with it [Bizzy] Well I must be close to the
fire The lips that taste the smoke All together once again The moon that hangs so pale The dark that makes you choke Comes to cover you again Stay close
see the future go stare into a cloud. Keep trying to find your way out of that maze of memories, it all sort of looks familiar until you get up close
