the park Trying to get home before too dark Who was it that we saw that night Was it you? Was it you? Was it you? Was it you?
night Was it you? And we was cutting through the park Trying to get home before too dark Who was it that we saw that night Was it you?
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that night Was it you? And we was cutting through the park Trying to get home before too dark Who was it that we saw that night Was it you?
: I've got a Trans-Am in primer paint Nobody taught me, I was born this way No silver spoon to feed a 401K On Bourbon Street, the girls all scream They
what a life you can have and you dont have to pack no bags just get on in and tomorrow night we do it again thats how it is i always does it big your
peep the Crystal Method where I take a fucking beat, strip it naked then I wreck it It's no question, Sweatshirt's O.F And you can tell by the chiseled
peep the crystal method where I take a fucking beat, strip it naked then I wreck it It's no question, Sweatshirt's OF and you can tell by the chiseled
let ya lick the spoon Because it tastes so nice I'll keep it in my oven 'Til it's good and hot Keep on stirring til it hits the spot Because i'
baby slippers, baby spoons, walls of baby blue. Dream child in my head is a nightmare born in a borrowed bed. Now I know lightning strikes again. It
It don't fade It'll last for all these crazy days These crazy nights Whether you wrong or you right I'm a still love you Still feel you Still there for
-U-T Lawz, f**k the phonies A wise hustler once told me, it's on you Though it was dreams when he first told me Now it's true I got love for you only
But you need me, can't you see you're addicted to me We got a love thing, I can take you higher girl Fuckin' with me, you can be all you can be [Verse
I'll make you feel good, I mean real good I find pleasure in pleasing you like a real man should It was written long before us, it was carved in a tree
't it ironic, don't you think It's like rain on your wedding day It's a free ride when you've already paid It's the good advice that you just didn't
Those crocodile tears are what you cry It's a genuine problem that you won't try To work it out at all you just pass it by, pass it by Substitute me
the middle of the week, Eyes were closed I was half asleep. I chased me a woman up the hill, Right in the middle of an air raid drill. It was Little Bo
fork And you think it was merely misplaced You have seen it one moment, and then it is gone! But you find it next week lying out on the lawn! And we
