time, if you run The same thing waits for you, if you run A new place with the same old view, if you run The same heart beats, if you run The story
Boy let me, let me Why don't you let me, let me Boy let me, let me Let me do those things for you Boy let me, let me Why don't you let me, let me Boy
roll up and get blowed (blowed) Find somethin' I can take back to tha mo-mo Like that right there you lookin' good no doubt (yuh) What you got under that skirt girl
(feat. Melanie Fiona & J.Cole) [Wale:] When you feel like this When you spill out hits When you fly as a bitch And you ride with this And you ain't bothered
It's a beautiful day. [Wale:] When you feel like this (Beautiful Day) When you spill out hits (Beautiful Day) When you fly as a bitch And you ride with tits And you
on my back it ain't nothing Boy we stunting, bass beating down your street If a nigga got a problem he can tell me where to meet (They like boy he's fresh
tight And when you hear somethin, make sure you hear it right Don't make a ass outta yourself by assumin My music keeps you movin, what are you provin? You
My Hands On It So If You In It, Got Away, You Can Come Through I Know You Didnt Really Plan On It. Your Boy Gotta Come And Pick You Up, Show You Off
and the pressure he got you under [Chorus] [8Ball:] Look, if your boy calls tell him that you're rollin with your girls Tell him y'all shoppin you gon meet
My Hands On It So If You In It, Got Away, You Can Come Through I Know You Didnt Really Plan On It. Your Boy Gotta Come And Pick You Up, Show You Off,
told a girl to find a trick nigga she can run to Cry wit, hit the mall, buy shit, hate you Thinkin' ima do it You gonna really make me hate you Prove
if I get pushed over the edge then I'm pullin you with me You poke a stick at a big boy you get bit B These words stick to you like crazy glue When you
if you can run it, run it girl indeed I can run it, run it [2x] [Verse 2] You'll see Girl I can set you off Don't believe my age is gonna slow us down
Was willing to forget it but my girl was singin like a beaut' how cute Trugoy was And if she was older how she'd be his boy Was this somethin I deserved
, all american bad boy I own the swagger supermarket an you, you just a bag boy Cause I got that swag boy, the swag you neva had boy Hate an I will leave
glasses, all american bad boy I own the swagger supermarket an you, you just a bag boy Cause I got that swag boy, the swag you neva had boy Hate an I
So you're standing outside your high school door The one you walked out of twenty years before And you whisper to all of the girls, run, run, run I
