and where did he come from Girl I don't even care anymore All that I know is I'm never gonna let you go. Chorus I can't remeber life before you And I
love that's true For all your life Chorus Baby I do, I will I can love you for all time You're in my heart, my soul And I pray that you'll be mine
from me Making all these dollars, all these bitches love me Bout to do my thing, everything looks lovely Chorus: i aint stunting these hoes i just say 4get them while i
Dear God, I pray, 4 all, my hatas all my hattas all my hattas all my hattas [x2] they hatten on me in I dont know why tryin 2 stop me tryna slow down
all I'm from the muthafuckin' city of Caprice's and Impala's I'll holla dawg ??? the age, straight or shady I still beat it baby Married twice, five kids I
' u & holdin' u) Touchin' U, Holdin' U, There's nothin' that i'd rather do Lovin' U, Wantin' U, Needin' to be pleasin' U (said i'm lovin' u touchin' u) Touchin' U, Holdin' U
) She keeps them heels on high, (I love your girl) Man look at shorty roll (I love your girl) Man, look at shorty go (I love your girl) I'm sorry I got
Sure it hurts When it comes to your attention That your in love with the girl See I'm a crip in dark blue chucks And I does what I does Yea I might
enema!" "I'm gonna kill U" POWER "I'm not gonna kill U" SOUL "I'm gonna kill U" POWER "I'm not gonna kill U" SOUL Let's do it "I'm BATMAN"
green men about four foot Maybe they wanna' kic some butt. Mo fo Uuuu, aaaa, eeee, grrr... (chorus) (chorus) E.t.i.o.u. e.t.i.o.u. e.t.i.o.u Ba-v-ni
Gon get you hype, gon get u crunk, gon get u buck, nigga(x4) P TROY NIGGA! Gon get you hype, gon get u crunk, gon get u buck, nigga(x4) [Pastor Troy]
your youngest son you should know iwas never the lucky one sadness was all that i was delt right happiness never knew wat it felt like but i know i cant
to listen while I use my u-4 missiles Collectin the pesos from a stage show Gettin fellatio from a h-o (why) because I say so My ratio expands as I wreck
and u) Sometimes I hate being part of this ghetto love (Now I know I'm not perfect, babeeee) Sometimes I hate being in love wit' a thug (One thing I
and u) Sometimes I hate being part of this ghetto love (Now I know I?m not perfect, babeeee) Sometimes I hate being in love wit? a thug (One thing I
number one (Repeat) VERSE 1: I lay my life down nah nah now i lay my vocals see me how i do my job i spread teh gospel no matter what u say im stilll
Heaven, I hope I make it to Heaven Some say, I'm paranoid, I say, I'm careful how I choose my friends I been to I.C.U. once I ain't going again First
now, your only child breathing through you For you by you, the science of f.u.b.u ill creation I'm still lying for that day I wake up Out of this dream