Verse 1: There is a song in my head About a time when I Use to be so innocent Playing my guitar I remember you and I Walking in the sunshine The way
with me Sittin in this lap with the luxury, now check it [Verse One: Jay-Z] + (Pharrell) Yes.. a lime to a lemon, my V-A women walk in Manolo Blahniks
yo face, if you run fuck the chase Hollow tips would stop the pop and lemon pillers win the race Catch a case I never wrote, smoke to keep it on the
yo face, if you run fuck the chase Hollow tips would stop the pop and lemon pillers win the race Catch a case I never wrote, smoke to keep it on the low
thang up on my waist(waist) all dem hataz talkin' recklace tell em' say it to my face(face) see da bankroll yea i almos caught a case(case) its da
you a fit when your shit don't fly Eat you alive, got that punk, spit this fire to the bizkit funk Uno, Dos, trace of ya face, Catch me a case when you
I stepped up in the place I'm try'na touch you, squeeze you, tell you what's the case Before I bust, you squeeze, outta telly and a case of Cris' I'm
like you behave and stuff (Uh-huh!) You should be comin home with me Sittin in this lap with the luxury, now check it Yes a lime to a lemon, my V-A women
, hoes, hustlers Bangers, niggaz that with them real motherfuckers like whoa It's real, real, on the block I been up for days I gotta keep the steel steel, in case
want you, baby my cherry cherry pie I need a bitch, fresh out the pen I need a bitch like Harland Williams needs a chin I need a bitch, a mental case
Gangsta Boo) Smoked out loced out killas Aint takin' nothin' from you niggas So back the fuck up before the devil daughter click a On you lemons just
my plug up got his number on speed dial man im on dat haze haze got me in a daze walkin through this maze silver haze or dat lemon haze sugar
to flip Don't let me go, 'cuz I start to sweat Then I smoke a eleven toke, why did it get? Then I start lemon and top, more to get? Got it, now I have
dead homie's funerals Aluminum foil on TV antennas Little TV sit on top the big TV, eatin? TV dinners Girls dye their hair with Kool-Aid They gave us lemons
I go out 'cause I live in an empty house and it Rains and it rains and it never stops I'm a case In this place now mixed up with you I had a Perfect fit
: Oh, what is it?! MARTY: Knifes are dangerous, we could get hurt! NEIL: Hurt? ?I don?t want to get hurt. MARTY: Who does! NEIL: Okay well, in that case
too far out. We don't know how the sun became a star. They say it's always been that way, but I'll be damned if that's the case. We'd love to have you
