bad times the same place with the sam rhymes You need to stop waitin' round for the punch line Cuz ain't nothin change but the time Ain't nothing changed
take it slow. The water couch and even on da floor. I'll have u beggin out screamin 4 mo'. Lick ya from ur head and all da way 2 ur ya toes. Lick ya
Yo Body Can See Irreplaceable Can Be Put My Face Up In Yo Neck And Breath Ah Breath Take You Into My Senses Wake Up Its Time To Finish Round 2 Round 2
time and imma take it slow. Start on da couch and even on da floor.I'll have u beggin out screamin 4 mo'.Lick ya from ur head and all da way 2 ur ya toes
[Hook x2: Mac Miller] I know you gotta feel this I'm on some real shit, I'm on some real shit, I'm on some real shit I know you gotta feel this I'm on
my shoes There was your friend from wireimage standing beside her was you And Nigo told me dont do it my nice image would go into fumes The head without
Tilt your head back and close your eyes [Chorus] You so anti don't I matter (what!) You so you so anti don't I matter (You punk b*tch!) You so anti don
done at least we got memories. Don't dwell on it. just smile now. Well be fine well be fine somehow [Chorus x2] So there's nothing left to say [x5] [Chorus x2
ya ya she bad I see this little cutie She caught my eye, my eye I can't help it cause she's so fly, so fly Like a melody She keeps spinning in my head
ooh aahs then I gotta catch my plane Say ya miss me and ya wishing for some private time Girl how could we get that way? [Verse 2: Wale] Don't remember
know that dhis shit is real man fuck all dhat change im fuckin wit bills you at dha bottom im climbin dha hill comin wit gats and dhat is a fact blowin off heads
test ya luck Them hollow tips gun' mess you up Vest on my chest, keep a hammer by my nuts Trust me boy I dont give a fuck [x2] [verse 2:] All these
smokin it up, and you just can't seem to stop it That's you That keep playin up without a rubber, don't wanna claim your baby, you naked headed lover,
album, in '98 Fucking with Herman Fisher, but now that nigga hate me he's a cake Suppose to be mad at me, tal'n bout I owe him some change Nigga just
all about that change I remain to stay the same, trunk full of bang screens rain I'm still a Ridgemont hardhead, leaning in niggas brain [Hook x2] [
with the chick and she don't even remember his ass She down for Z-Ro and do anything I ask Cause I hit her with the mule [Chorus 2X: Devin the Dude] + (
Trae - repeat 2X] Everyday it's like I can't maintain but still I feel I'm in it for the same thing all I ever wanted is just to get my change living
new comer 24 hours a day, I be sending fellas under If they people want revenge, I never worry or wonder When my motherfucking beef coming Nigga this Rap-A-Lot mafia, head