cold winter night? So many nights, when I lose myself So many nights on the shelf (x2) One thought leads to another once the door?s open and Unwelcome, they come
my dreams will come true Good morning Baltimore There's the flasher who lives next door There's the bum on his bar room stool They wish me luck on my
understand it) There's a thumping in the floor There's a creak behind the door There's a rockin' in the chair But there's no one sitting there There's
problems of my own Flashin' cameras, taps on my phone Even in my home I ain't safe as I should be Things always missin' Maybe it could be my friends
much That's why I always feel like Somebody's watching me And I have no privacy I always feel like Somebody's watching me Who's playing tricks on me (Who's
Heaven, is there a chance that you could come down And open doors to hurtin' People Like Me People Like Me, People Like Me People Like Me, People Like
Now when we in the clubs we party like we own Them whoever thought we coutdn't make I time has come to show them Been a [?] al my lie now the doors finally open
rng side of me I'm givin u to the count of 3, 2, 1 Yoo believe, yoo believe Yoo can mention me Like I avent opened doors I'm da reason dj's plays dese
'm opening the door, I could not brace my self for what I saw, Who's this woman in my bed? "Names Shaniqua and what? " Nah, get the hell off of my ba
U Wanna Make A Track Lets Make Movements We Can Be Anusants To The Scene We Can Sell Handheld Units Lets Stop Being Stupid Come Lets Do It Don't Open The Door
we get so mean? How do we just move on? How do you feel in the morning when it comes and everything's undone? Is it cause we wanna be free? Well that's
the corner That's where I'm gonna stay Just me and my bottle of French wine We're gonna drink the night away Nobody comes, nobody knocks on the door My
pussy was the cameo but stole the scene So I got my camera on your cameltoe say cheese Two lips blowin' kisses, muah to my mistress Goodbye to my girl
out No doubt I'm bout my paper so I had to smash 150 on my dash So you know I'm rollin fast All about my cash [Z-Ro:] No weapon will prospeer that's
it in they face free my partner Grace What's up to that Los what's cracking cause I'm straight lase What's up to that Pokey What's up to that Woldy Always
he was being followed by a couple of cars straight to the motel, the hotel the holiday inn she left the door cracked open so the jackers can come on