songs I wrote, she'd joke and say I'm shooting through the roof, I'd say, a??They're all for you, dear, I'll write the album of the year.a?? And I know
some songs I wrote She'd joke and say I'm shooting through the roof I'd say, ?They're all for you, dear I'll write the album of the year? And I know
A Valentine's day party I didn't think you'd show you don't like making entrances alone you got a new friend you got a new friend He likes to go to
her some songs I wrote She'd joke and say I'm shooting through the roof I'd say, ?They're all for you, dear I'll write the album of the year? And I know
big brown leather chair? Said, ? Don't you move a muscle, kid I'll be back in twenty years? You were scared, you were lonely But you must've been aware Life
Drunk at the bar, at last, last call My baby is home on her night off So I?m involved in a serious talk With a girl I had known growing up So we buy
i know a girl with cuts on her legs i think that she hates the way she was made but we never spoke of why they were there i just squeezed them & kissed
It's been two years this month since the last time we spoke and I'm starting to think that the only thing everlasting is this vow of silence. Well,
bad endings. Under a honeymoon; We want what we?re not and we don?t want to stop ?cause it feels right ? or at least it?s feeling good, ?.at least it feels good
Your trying to remember Why you cut all your hair We're you trying to be Someone you werent You don't hang around The old hut anymore No all of those
I stumbled in at 3a.m. But you didn't want to I tried again at half-past-ten You still didn't want to Your hips have this way of saying no way An impenetrable
: [Talking] Verse:1 B.G. I been in this game for awhile I'm a paid man now (huh bruh) On my sixth solo album I'm a made man now (yep) Six years strong
I'm a good guy, I'm tryin to stick around for my daughter But if I should die, I know all of my albums support her This whole year's been crazy, asked
: [Verse 1] Just keep it goin'; yeah, yo Now, I made many decisions and made many mistakes Walked on many lands and swam in many lakes I did good, did
from within I can't live my life Walking on eggshells To stay on your good side Using your words Controlling my life Can't you see it's my words That
house with a chain saw to cut me out I'll fuck your wife I had sex since I met her I'm to busy fuckin Your 12 year old baby-sitter And all women ain't shit Only good
are good!!" So he picks the guitar up and he strums a few notes He can't rap, or sing, but he wants to do both (haha) Puts an album out and rules for
