I'm sitting, rain Falling against the lonely tenement Has set my mind to wander Into the windows of my lovers They never know unless I write This is no declaration I just thought I'd
If you change your mind, I?m the first in line Honey I?m still free, take a chance on me If you need me let me know, gonna be around If you?ve got no
I can't tell you how it happened So I guess we'll never know I'm always late and running out of time So I must be very slow Someone must have smoked
don't fit But she made me a believer when she said that she'd be mine With the words "i do" all my dreams came true (since) she said she'd
Step to this Irish mac daddy I'll light your ass up and smoke you like a fag With the whole crew we'll take you for a long ride Little did you know you
So I'm a little left of center I'm a little out of tune Some say I'm paranormal So I just bend their spoon Who wants to be ordinary In a crazy, mixed
1- Oh, had I a golden thread And needle so fine I' d weave a magic strand Of rainbow design Of rainbow design 2- In it I' d weave the bravery Of the
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Aw, aw, ohh, ohh, high notes I'll have you singing high notes Ah, Marques Houston, Mattress Bu Listen Mattress, sheets
And He is jealous from me, loves like a hurricane, I am a tree Bending beneath the weight of His wind and mercy When all of a sudden I am unaware of these
Mirl Light That Fur And I Know This Old But I'm Really Hot In Herre I Went With The Phantom, My Niggas Copin Spurs My Hands In The Pot, I'd Rather Eat
I wish my mother-in-law'd get hit by a car I wish my mother-in-law'd get hit by a car I wish my mother-in-law'd get hit by a car So I wouldn't have to
If you leave me, baby I don't know what I'll do I guess I would die, sweetheart If I don't get a kiss from you Take out some insurance on me, baby Take
(Chorus) You wanna talk tough you get shot tha fuck up Niggaz wont stop till they get shot tha fuck up Then they dont stop till they get shot tha Niggaz
Yeah, yeah, yeah, it's all on my motherfukin' niggaz Y'knowhamsayin'? Word up, and to all my niggaz too It's word up, son For them other niggas on home
many times I've tried to squeeze you In these dreams I won't forget It seems so long we've been together Since way back then And only if you knew how much I loved you You'd
, girl Get that monkey off your back Aight we finally gots new momentum Let's fill the fridge up in the kitchen It's lotsa pots for cookin' D-boy chicken
Some things you never get used to Even though you're feeling like another man There's nothing that he can do for you To shut me away as you walk through
You won't take my love for tender You can put your money where your mouth is But you're so unsure I could be a miser or a big spender But you might get