Thought about all the things we'd ever be Thought about you, Thought about me Thought about all the things we'd never be Thought about you I thought about you
you find out your pregnant No money, no home And even though you all alone You'se got to do this on your own So baby go on I wish you luck And if
ni**a that's gon' drive you crazy You got too much, mo', livin to do - I'm spittin this to you, cause you deserve more than what he givin to you (that's right) Beautiful
Everything About You I Mean... Damn! You Make Me Feel Good..! [Chorus:] When I'm Gone Girl I Miss You, When I'm At Home I Get With Ya I Be Right Back
thing I can guarantee I know everybody all in your ear Got you thinking like he ain't the one for me But you know how I make you feel girl, keep it real
you, baby (Yeah) Nothing on you, baby (N-n-n-nothing on you baby, n-nothing on you) [Verse 1: B.o.B] I know you feel where I'm coming from Regardless
about what they say cos they got nothing on you baby nothing on you baby not not not nothing on you babe not not nothing on you i know you feel where
eyes. We were so very much in love. Then one day, he went away. And I thought I'd die, but I didn't. And when I didn't, I said to myself, 'Is that all
stubborn Still lived together though, though decided maybe we should take a break I never really wanted that, I just wanted change, that was my mistake I never thought
I wake up every morning thinkin about you I smoke my weed, I love my weed I eat my weed, Its Sickening I smoke my weed, I love my weed I sleep with my
you that i know girl it's been wonderful but i gotta let you go eenie meenie minie mo getting kind of critical don't wanna hurt you though but i gotta
somebody oh so beautiful, so right if you're standing feeling unsure then make your way all up onto the dancefloor you should be shakin' what you got that's what you
I am worthy of the air I breathe I am worthy of the term I seek, beautiful, Because that's my favorite word. I weaponize seconds And I hold minutes
to know but I don't think so. I mix guilt with my sex and hope it don't show. Baby girl, I got your back even though I'll never see you again. Let's
But She Barely Replied Now It's December, I'm Driving, And She's Like Where's My Hi? I Swear, That I Never Called You Cause I Really Get Shy See That
I hit you with plates and dishes Leave you eight stitches, what I'm gay cause I hate bitches? Slut dont be nice to me, I've had it with girls And i'll
blow cause you better put a fork in it if you think I'mma lay here just spooning yo oh you think you the shit 'cause I just said you was beautiful diabolical
him about her ways, We never did succeed. Chorus Well, the trap was sprung for poor old Bill; You should have heard little Lucy sing "I want a Cadillac car, a beautiful
