Letras:
Bedroom Walls

poet, a prophet And many people believe he will be the champion of the world Welcome to my workplace This is my "Get Ya Ass Back To Work" face Bedroom

s 'til I put my eyes on you God damn, sweetheart you got some thighs on you Now I can't wait to get you home, get you all alone In my bedroom, baby can

tommorrow Gotta make if I have to Beg and Borrow Reading love letters late night, locked down, and quiet If brothers don't recieve their mail Best believe we riot Eating Jack mat Staring at walls

you got Remember "Lady of Guadeloupe" the times mother made mole and after mass we would get home the girls running to the phone and in my bedroom, the

need, ah Little lover, I can't get you off my mind, no Little Lover, oh I tried so hard to find Someone like you You had my picture on your bedroom wall

Ima shift ya gear lil mama tell me if ya can handle it And I make a baby come fast Ima beast in the sheets when it comes to the bedroom Ima go down low

the start There's a degree of difficulty in dealing with me From my haunted past comes a daunting task of living through memories. If we could just hang a mirror on the bedroom wall

: Twenty-one years and you answer the call Hollywood screams from your bedroom wall You can't get away from the thrill of it all Bye-bye baby Get me

her memories Awakened through my eyes This house has brought back to life An open door I walk on through Into his bedroom Feeling as cold as outside The walls