Light me up put me on top, let's Fa-la-la-la-la, la-la, la, la Light me up put me on top, let's Fa-la-la-la-la, la-la, la, la The only place you'll wanna
Get your money, whip ya hair Executive branch blow my smoke like a player Yeah, in the club, yes, it cracks Cute little mama, but they stack with backs
Snoopy, it's what they say as if they knew me Groupie on my head like a koofie My nigga kid Cudi, that's my little buddy Calls some hoes up and get some
chorus:] still in the front and shake it out for the go still in the front and shake it out for the go still in the front and shake it out for the go
The hanging tree The hanging tree The hanging tree The hanging tree Who will mourn for you when you're gone? Who will mind your kids when you're gone
Well, I'm tryin', yes I'm tryin just to get a line on you Where you been? But I'm havin' trouble puttin' a find on you I'm wearin' thin Somebody else
Well, I'm tryin', yes I'm tryin just to get a line on you where you been? but I'm havin' trouble puttin' a find on you I'm wearin' thin somebody
Come with me Come with me now Inside the garden Inside the garden of God Smell the sand it's running Through your hands It's where we're from And where
[Intro] BOOM! All I do is stunt, all I-all I do is stunt [4X] [Soulja Boy - over intro] Y'knahmsayin man? All the girls love me man Pretty Boys in the
This song is a purely instrumental track. There are NO lyrics.
A friend is a need Like a gauze when you bleed And you're layin' and cryin' away And the dozen or so Of the friends that I know Aren't worth the time
Follow the ride This time so right Opening so vitally Left to die Drown in an overbend I let it out Green was sympathy In doubt And all the rabbits
I know it's over You know it's over We're just going through the motions But we're sailing separate oceans world's apart And you know it's breaking my
I heard you say you?ve lost your faith And hope for the generations And all of your good deeds don?t pay And you don?t get no appreciation Said you don
The tone you take, I turned off the ring You mind your dates, I'll fill it in Please see these once Please see them in, I'll let alone Ever she flows
One little Christmas tree was standing alone Waiting for someone to come by One little Christmas tree that never had grown Cried as he looked up to the
Uhh, boom Tick, tick, tick, yeah, 5'9 uhh Yo I'm the verbal-spit Smith Wesson I unload with sick spit, the quick wick could split a split-second Bomb