need you to stay In My Hands In My Hands My beginning's My end. The thought of it's making me sweeter But if I hold my sleeve to the bone To my teeth
my own team Too much division, head-on collisions Is blockin my visionary skills Get back to the mission to pay my own bills Stay on point and I guard my
it girl get it girl get it girl) [Ciara:] Yeah watch me be the best (be the best) Big money no less (no less) That card? on deck Represent short-ay [Chorus:] You know I get it in cause my
: (feat. Raekwon, Malice) [Intro: Ghostface Killah] Yo, Oh, Yo Rae... I can't feel my face My heart pounding and shit (audible heart) Paranoid as a
: (feat. Raekwon The Chef) [Ghostface Killah] (Yo, Oh, Yo Rae... I can't feel my face My heart pounding and shit (audible heart) Paranoid as a motherfucker
yeah yeah) Yeah, blaze one for the nation (A yeah yeah) You know my name You know my name (A yeah yeah) You know my name [Mr. Short Khop] Yeah, some
You find a dude in town, you send him a short message Say, "Hey, I'm new in town, I don't know my way around but I got some soft white that's sure to
stress my mind is a terrible thing to waste no love lost I know Im going crazy I can?t floss me my lady left my homies it?s all baloney just like rocking
lost no more feeling I need my honey in my life get that film it take the time [?] and way you shine my runaway love give me mine come on [Justin Bieber
for a long long time Just to get off and throw my hands up high And live my life And live my life Just to get off and throw my hands up high [Kanye
since this is Christmas and you're the Priest..." he slipped three bills under the table into the Priest's dirty hand. The Priest faded into the street
take a deep breath My teeth gleaming like I'm chewin on aluminum foil Smilein showin off my diamonds sippin on some Pinot Noir I put my money where my
Hand in hand We'll walk right up to the sun We won't land We'll walk right up to the sun Hand in hand We'll walk right up to the sun We won't land Verse
up short So fuck what you thought We high profile for this shit I smile for this shit I stack dough and make all my people just wil' for this shit Hold
i dont get girls i make her get one for me my weed real plummy and real gummy and my flow is harder than an anvil honey shoot these niggas with the hand
just ankle high Yes I eat that pussy oh how do I love that panty pie Keep my hair shampooed and yes I keep my hands sanitized New orleans baller ask ESPN
my eyes If this the only chance I get to you can bet I'mma ride I got my back against the wall but my hand on my tool Cuz niggaz gotta give me somethin
my real live soldiers throw your hands up All my real live women throw your hands up All my real strong bustas throw your hands up All my real live players
