you in his arms I want you back Yes I do now I want you back Ooh ooh baby I want you back Ya ya ya ya I want you back Na na na na Tryin' to live without
I see you in his arms I want you back Yes I do now I want you back Ooh ooh baby I want you back Ya ya ya ya I want you back Na na na na Tryin' to live
rap career? So you don't want it, don't start none We're fuckin' Radical, been fuckin' awesome Talked a lotta shit so for words you're at a loss Raised
your dreams you'll take my place The things that I own you wish you had Every time I do good it makes you mad You're not a friend to me, just an enemy
no losses man Way down, way down [Verse 1: Layzie Bone] I'm taking a swig of the burb word Downin' my fifth and I swerve Drunk as I bend on the curb
the top, Me bloody me jackedt when buckin the pap pap, No need of a word when you served, You heard it when i clacked that gat back, Runnin with gats
word that match before I change the meaning [Chorus 1] K, K. You want to play? How should we start? You try and guess the other half of this word. We'll use smart- -alec. You
lack of words and imagination now. You can try all you want, You can beg, you can plead, You can blame it on me when your starting to bleed But the clothes on my back
back and its not how I behaved I want to say that underneath it all you are my friend And the way that I fell for you I'll never fall that way again
I laugh aloud as I think about, You asking me "Please can you help?" Can't help my self I'm not your savior, I'm not who you want me to be A cowardly
: (Hi, may I take your order?) Dwamn! Hey, that's all I'm a say right now I'm at a loss for words, girl, you, girl, gon' take that bow You lookin...
yours for you to keep Wishful: I guess I never was And I will breathe in, take in it deep Cross your heart, it's yours for you to keep Wishful: I guess
up/ All my thugs, I salute you, stay true/ An all my love, I send to you/ This one here's for you, and you/ We still love you so you know it's all good
no shorts, no losses, man Way down, way down I'm taking a swig of the 'burb word Downing my fifth and I swerve Drunk as I bend on the curb Get up to
cuz I thought we was united and we not But though all the love that I got for you Parna I picked apart ya words and I'm shooked in them interviews I
pay. Black days, loss for words, When there's so much left to say. Time's mine, have so much time, Since I went away. Back across the bridges burned,
and happen machine. Boss of all bosses, you cut your losses, Catch what you're tossin', I'm fuckin' awesome! My luck, I'll profit.. Of course I'm on
up and I'll copy you I said, "Put your hands up and I'll copy you" Put your hands up and I'll copy you If you've got more to give then you've got to
