when we first met I sure do It was some time In early September Though you were lazy about it You made me wait around I was so crazy about you I didn'
ur character, i like to sit and stare at 'cha aint nothin wrong with starin at cha girl dont get scared that i envison us getting married and i aint tryin
he's having a good week I drinks a dragon and starts braggin' like im crazy large So mad drunk, even i dont know where I are I think im in an aerosol
And when you dream I hope you can't sleep and you SCREAM about it I hope your conscience EATS AT YOU and you can't BREATHE without me See Slim; {*screaming
I'm too far gone. See the look inside ya eyes when the Blue's songs on so sing all of it, try to harmonize when I'm gone cause at this point, I'm barely
you waiting forrrr?} [Verse Two] {*sighs*} Look what you made me do, look what I made for you Knew if I paid my dues, how will they pay you When you
is it going? I don't know what you're looking for [Nelly Furtado:] I'm the type of girl that'll look you dead in the eye (eye) I'm real as they come
look at me when i'm talkin' to you! You think this is easy don't you? You think this is promised Oh ain't nothin promised with you Look at my face, do
going? I don't know what you're looking for [Nelly Furtado:] I'm the type of girl that'll look you dead in the eye (eye) I'm real as they come if you
a little make-up and with mine You can become someone else But two eyes that look at you So close and real Make you forget the words Confuse your
I knew I?d be back, this little chick had some flair Loooonnnng hair I?m thinking I?m looking at a Goddess when I glare Pure thoughts, body, her soul
life I don't know where I'm going I just know where I wanna end up at Chorus w/ variations Lord can you help me get there? Please let me get there *piano
things I forgot I forgot to do my homework And I've only got one sock I'm halfway through a test But I just can't concentrate I'm sitting next to Fontaine I
I get down I get down all the way Yo soy un disco quebrado Yo tengo chicle en mi cerebro I'm a ass, ass, ass I'm, I'm, I'm, I'm a ass, ass, ass Sawdust
I like thangs. New thangs: brand new white T's, in the summer days, you know? So pay up, 'cause I show up. You owe us. I might have to bother you wit'
you when you move to N.Y.C and you left your sounds at home All you got is an M-Box, an MPC and your Apple computer's on I've got a 5 dollar microphone I
I aint Jacking Im chasing dreams sort of like jeans Boy I aint slacking, Im chasing dreams sort of like Jeans boy I aint slacking Ay take a hard look at
we've forgotten you Just yesterday evening we were talking about you As I walked toward the house, you came to mind In bed I turned over and said nothing