my stuff (Yes) If I bought it, please don?t touch And keep talkin? that mess, that?s fine But could you walk and talk at the same time? And, it?s my
my stuff Yes, if I bought it, baby, please don't touch (don't touch) And keep talking that mess, thats fine Could you walk and talk, at the same time? And it's my
but u was better than tha rest; truth be told u'z a mess who loved tha playin games; rollercoaster wit my brain i'd cry myself to sleep cuz it hurt
: The things my father said would make me a better man Hard work and the love of friends, a woman that understands. I hope my father knows the seeds
Put in your key and your car won't start Your wife just left you and she took the sports car All alone and it's one of those days Oh my god you found
sleep, Turn, turn, turn again. Sayin' one of your friends Is in trouble deep, Turn, turn to the rain And the wind. Tell me the trouble, Tell once to my
sure gonna love one another, Oh! You may be right and ya might be wrong, I ain't gonna worry all day long. Snow's gonna come and the frost gonna bite, My old car
I Plan To Let Niggas Have It Fuck This Rappin, If It Come Down To It Nigga Disrespectin What's Happnin My Family My Money My Thugs Myself My Nigga I'
to ride [Krayzie Bone] I pop pop droppin' them niggas with the glock gun Nigga, you best start run, duckin' the shotgun leavin' 'em up off my block
the muthafuckas don't see me Now my fat sack of rocks hell yeah i stuffed 'em Police on my draws, i had to pause And yeah, it's still muthafuck 'em Now my
I belong I'm sleeping in my car, my dreams move on My name is Billy Jean, my love was bought and sold I'm only sixteen, I feel a hundred years old My
s just one side of the story In this two story town It's just the same old sights And the same old sounds I want to take my car and drive out of this
I've been waking up your neighbors Barking up your tree I went down to the shopping mall To get it off my mind But it's like sleeping with the enemy
, gettin high all week (Let?s GO! ) Catch me in the week, I was up all night when y?all sleep In a fast car, superbad broads, back seat That?s me, see
car And drove towards Mexico And you wrote back checks Just to fill your arm I was young enough, I still believed in war Let the poets cry themselves to sleep
the car in neutral She rolls it out so quietly. It's Saturday as usual It always is... Me, I'm in my bedroom, drawing in my notebook Cause my hand thinks
to sleep. The spring, it did come slowly, I guess it did its part, my heart has thawed and continues to beat. And I visited my brother on the outskirts
up on the screen Drove my Challenger down Route 9 Through the dead ends and all the bad scenes The promise was broken Cashed in a few of my dreams Well