her had she seen my baby Roll my 6 around, lookin for that missin' lady Got back in turned the TV on and caught the news And I put my hand on my head
seen my baby (whoa, ah) Drove my 6 around lookin' for that missin' lady Got back in, turned the TV on and caught the news Then I put my hand on my head
just want to breathe Falling My world?s up and I?m almost Falling My hands over my
time' Long live living if living can be this Long live living if living can be this Long live living if living can be this Long live living if living can be
yo kids on ya own, if you need a real nigga put my numba in ya phone, if you neva left tha city, neva been up outta memphis, i can be ya thug genie give
just not my downfall they tryna make me slow, tryna take me, NO! cana??t be my downfall they tryna knock my grind I wona??t stop, Ia??m fine Cana??t be my
hee hee hee hee hee My name is brian and I'm the man I write hit songs with a wave of my hand Songs of surf and sun and sand I make great music with my
'll be, I'll be Yeah, don't you know I'll be, I'll be Yeah, don't you know I'll be, I'll be I'll be here 'cause I won't quit, yeah You can try to lock
any kind [Verse 1] [sing] Stranger in my bed can't recall last night that's why I'm sleepin' with Carney Wilson's head oh god got to wash my nuts I've
We were the kings and the queens And they read off our names The night you danced like you knew our lives Would never be the same You held your head
With my bag in my hand." John would say, "Hey!" Well, Maudie, sweet little girl, baby, Oh Maudie, be my sweet little girl, baby, When you touch my hand My head
oh, oh, oha?¦when will you be free? Whoa, oh, oh, oha?¦Power Company Whoa, oh, oh, oha?¦when will you be free? Yeah, when will you be free from the Power
couldn't be more Tony You love me for me, could you be more phony? Put your hands to the constellations They way you look should be a sin, you my sensation
wit a K, yeah them niggaz are hard Harder than a nigga trying to impress God We'll pull your're whole deck, fuck pulling your card And still take my guitar
most is spit this game like sports announcers And will pity pat them hoez down like a gentlemen club bouncer Ounce of killa dilla, be makin' my game
I see it on your face All your hate emanates but you still hesitate 'Cause you want inside of my head but don't know how To brainwash me to be a commercial
like me you know I don't If she ain't got a good head on her leave that ho alone If she do got some good head on her let her sing a song D is for what
the way I wear my hair Make me a better person? Does the way I wear my hair Make me a better friend? Does the way I wear my hair Determine my integrity