starting to Cry Cry I almost made it I said what I had to say and she knows I hate it cuz it makes me want to stay When she Cry Cry Cry Cry Cry I made
I'm sorry), I won't break your heart no more (Cry), won't break your heart no more (Cry), so baby I might cry, I might cry, I just might cry, (oh, o oh
Think She Startin To Cry I Almost Made It I Said What I Had To Say And She Know I Hate It Cuz It Makes Me What To Stay When She Cry Cry Cry Cry Cry I
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cry. I wanna cry, why? I don't know why. I wanna cry, If you don't mind. I wanna cry, it doesn't matter why. I wanna cry, for you, for us. I wanna cry
Are you prepared for whats to come Sentenced to face the execution Cannon will aim right for your face Precise and true the execution tank The execution tank
't even got to ask) Would you die for me? (nigga, they blast you, they blast me) Would you cry for me? (shit, when I die I don't cry for me, just keep
way of my life) i do this all the time (everyday of my life) you need a fuckin hitman who the shit with a quick plan? a shoulder to cry on, get high
i put that thug lovin in them It's hard as a mitten Gotta hit the club and bang out Song after song till I end up in the wrong route Tank top, sweat it
s claim to fame They know your daddy Big Boots Wherever soldiers are 'Cause he can handle an armored tank Just like a kiddy can So sleep little soldier Don't you cry
in that ass, quick fast, like ramadan It's that rap phenomenon Don-Dadda, fuck Poppa You got ta, call me, Francis M.H. White in tank-light totes, tote
barefeet And I know you want me Can't remember everything Her skin it tastes like sugar cane And I had already gotten there before I came My tank is empty
off, step on back) I seen yo' expression, when you seen me pimpin in the club It looked like, it looked like you wanted to break down, down and cry But
when I rocked the mic And by the time I left the stage, the people were hyped (well alright!) The princess was starin, while holdin a drank Reflected from her eyes was gold tank
I'm dying to win I'm goin try it again I'm goin cry for my sins I live the fast life yeah and I'm not stoppin For shit bitch half a tank of crank and
night, fiends basing A Raisin in the Sun was amazing The joint on the dresser, a gauge went off Jumped up, fish tank, it fell and they stuck They shot
