for stars I don't like small cars or real big women But somehow I always find myself in 'em I'm a hidden gem, a rollin' stone I'm a one man band with
I'm floating in the air, I live there Laid back chair, call me song... I got a big beach, you got a beach chair I'm the picture and you're just a small
life That's money cars and hoes It's the only life I chose Street life , nothin' but the street life They love they way I shine This world is mine, all
the music business and even things I didn't want to know. He said he could make me a star, one of the biggest things the world had ever seen. The big
Come on, Ice Kick that shit Now I'm a player, I been all around the world Made love to many girls But tonight this was the big league And I was worryin
niggas call me D-Bo (Chorus) Akon: Niggas that u ever saw Don't make me have to come Around and spray at all y'all The world so small It's big as
conquer the world Thinking you Scarface, looking for that perfect girl And now you found her Started with romantic, then got to frantic Then things that's normally small
smoke and the cool people you know Big brothers little brother In the hour and 28 minutes you spent writing for your zine about How so and so's band
world doesn't fit the head on your shoulders When you punch the walls and feel the world's fist The big ideas you have leave you feeling so small I can
This is for them big girls, smalls girls, tall girls And this is for them skinny girls, white girls, black girls Don't matter the color, any nationality
chose Street life, ain't nothin' but the street life They love they way I shine This world is mine, it's all mine Street life, sellin' dope, fuckin' hoes Big
know what I hate? What do you hate? Penisis! Oh my god,EEEEEW ew ew! I hate the big ones! You hate the big ones?! I that the big ones AND the small ones
stars I don't like small cars or real big women But somehow I always find myself in 'em I'm a hidden gem, a rolling stone I'm a one man band with a
is God's word. For he so loved the world he gave our only begotten sons. For he so loved the world he gave our only begotten sons. * In Christian societies
out of gas! I think our band is, you know, getting a little tired. Yeah. They were counting on that turkey, man! It's tough to have a house band
it, were you expecting more? I wanna be a better band I wanna be a better band, oh I wanna be a better band I wanna be a better band, oh And shoot fire
, yea Tom: Yea that girl right there needs to come out, if you're a small person the front is not the best view, and if you hate seeing shitty bands
