i'm tying nooses that you know this ones for you and this is my song, thanks for nothing and these are my hopes, hope it gave you something and that was my world, thank
the one thing on my mind Music's got control And I'm never letting go, no no I just wanna play my music All night long Yeah (Thanks to michelle for
was bout to be on some radio Raheim shit Man that shit sound like some Vanessa Williams '88 I mean Olivia cute but they say that bitch a man So this Black Wallstreet for
Out and great sushi And diversity everywhere Really hot chicks wearing next to nothing And the Santa Monica Pier Thank you for hair metal and the 84 olympics and for the BFS radio
want to hear you say it's nothing when it's not cos I Don't want to love you like that radio song honey Don't want to love you like that radio song Before we go
were heading to the club Nothing gonna stop us now Lets go Are you ready Are you ready Are you ready Lets go Are you ready Are you ready Are you ready Lets go
get the digits But we sneak by Cus were heading to the club Nothing gonna stop us now Lets go Are you ready? x3 Lets go Are you ready?x3 Lets go
t pass. Still got to wait for teachers. Rap after class. No point in doin' it. You're ruinin your life. Tryna live it for the world instead of livin' it for
and lights Make wonderland Out of this Concrete jungle There's a miracle On 34th Street On a train Yeah, that lady With all them bags You see Radio City For
Santana:] Whoa, whoa Look how shorty roll, roll She rockin' that shit I'm like look at shorty go, go She rockin' to the beat, she rockin' it for me And
? [Robbie] Why'd you cut me up in my car, Dickhead? Why'd you say bad things about my bra, Dickhead? I got nothing for you, Dickhead Go to bed, Dickhead
t take your tears I hate this part right here I know you'll ask me to hold on And carry on like nothing's wrong But there is no more time for lies Cause
ain't here for your gold, bro, all I want is the show This is Grand Larceny Grand Larceny Grand Larceny Grand Larceny I lay low for a show and then I go
this club There's nothing I can say She rockin' that shit like. [Juelz Santana] Whoa, whoa Look how shawty roll, roll She rockin' that shit I'm like look at shawty go, go
