oughta But her facial expression changed, when I asked about her daughter [Hook] [Verse 4] She told me that there was a note for me, that was left behind She had left
it man Love it man (Trae) Yeah this the remix Chorus (Fat Pat) Swang and I swang and I swang to the left Pop-pop my trunk yep yep yep yep (x4) Verse
4 days 'til Sunday When I say that I'm gone Little one screams you cry Tell the pain to leave me alone It's just 2 days 'til Monday Another week
just 4 days 'til Sunday When I say that I'm gone Little one screams, you cry Tell the pain, to leave me alone It's just 2 days 'til Monday Another week
wood harris (as you should) LA to Paris, i'm getting these weird stares, from skate parks and airports it's all in the air, its weird Yonkers dropped and left
Demure, from art literature Nips up the nearest tree, here come the cavalry Amidst the battle roar, accountants keep the score, 10-4 They've never been alone
flippin, rippin soon as im walkin in. And im so sleepy, could barely stay awake, you dont understand, I been in the studio for six weeks straight... till 4
alone/ 4 weeks later Puff ended it home at The Garden the show I came up on the throne/ See I can't believe my niggas left me alone/ And I don't buy
's a paranoiac who's a menace to our society) [ verse 1: bushwick bill ] Paranoid, sittin in a deep sweat Thinkin I gotta fuck somebody before the week
they're all humiliating. and when the wine's drunk and the wild cabaret has sung it's last voice, and you're sitting all alone in the 4am darkness of
MAX , it emerges, is engaged in important business, staring fixedly into the rear view mirror.) MAX If you will pardon me, Madame, the shadow over the left
FOR Y'ALL GO 'HEAD AND [Chorus] "Touch it- bring it - babe - watch it - turn it - leave it - stop - format it" [repeat 4x] [Verse 4: Ne-Yo (Busta Rhymes
I never used jims I left a seed in the Earth that left a nigga feelin like dirt Cause now I'm a father, and got a two-week old daughter ironically, don
a month stuck in California.People all around me but I never felt so alone.Hollywood is nice but it will never be my home sweet home.Three more weeks
Tupelo, x4 Nineteen hundred and thirty nine, Tornado tore this poor town alive Left many people without a home And they pulled together, for no one?s alone
said she'd seen a doctor And nothing now could stop her I worked all through the winter The weather brass and bitter I put away a tenner Each week to
did last week. Wake up in the morning and yawn and roll up. Bag up and make some runs and roll up. 5-0 behind me my niggas so hold up. Ok made a left