Letras:
Don Williams You Keep Coming Round

. You sure know how to get to me Somehow you just wont let it be We both know it?s all in vain But you keep coming round again The many days & nights

. You sure know how to get to me Somehow you just wont let it be We both know it?s all in vain But you keep coming round again The many days & nights

You sure know how to get to me Somehow you just wont let it be We both know it?s all in vain But you keep coming round again The many days & nights we

others) [Jim Jones Intro] Uh huh... Jones, Dipset... Byrdgang, bitch You know what it is When you see me two twelvin you homie You bitch niggaz keep

bread they wanna toast me I keep my head, both of them where they supposed to be Hoes'll get you sidetracked then clap from closed feet I don't sleep,

don't ever think I don't need it Shit I got problems, can you help me out? Shout a little louder if you're sure that you hear me Fear me not, I'm just

'm the only non-Hispanic on the Mexican Titanic. My loops go round and round, just like a carousel, coming out my BR-8, like I was William Tell. If you

niggas it's gat time, don't ever try to come at mine You never know what scheme I'm on Until the beam come on, you know what team I'm on From the homicidal

You're all a bunch of fucking assholes You know why? 'Cause you don't got the guts to be where you wanna be Fabolous, he doesn't have that problem He