.. & I Don't Want It I'm Tired Of Confronting You It Could Be Nothing But Its Certain There Is Something In My Head Artist: D. Brown Album: Unknown Title: In My Head
gesture made (ooh) During the escapade (ooh) In the back of the Escalade (whoa) When it come to tricks, I have some up my sleeve (uh huh) But Shorty dived in head
' check it out What would it take for a boy about my age To hear cheers in his head upon that stage And the cheers that would drown out The tears from my brown
My bed She don't know what she is doin To my head Yea She turnin tricks on me Yea Yea Yea She dont even know me Yea yea yea ea I'd have got her over to
can make it flood Cuz I walk around With pockets bigger than my bus Rain, rain go away That's what all my haters say My pockets stuck on overload My reign
makes the lover Honey brown, caramel, coffee brown, chocolate, toffee, pecan, licorice Boy you so beautiful [Verse 2:] Just another knotty head nigga Hoping Wes Snipes make my
trained main I just can't keep my 3rd leg in my draws I try to do right but everytime it gets hard I break my chain & end up in my neighbor's yard I'm
cop [Tony Yayo:] Listen I got that white girl on Pablo shit Looking like a glass of milk on my diablo bitch Remember packs on my ass with the due, due brown
I buy my bitch a new ass and watch her sit on my money Man all the bitches holla, they wanna drop my bridges than jaw my dick and swallow Leave drawers
blows When I am numbering my foes Just hope that you are on my side my dear But it's best to finish as it started With my face head down just staring
there nothin' you can say? She'll be standin' on the bar soon With a fish head an' a harpoon An' a fake beard plastered on her brow You'd better do somethin
her down. I ran right home and I went to bed With a forty-four smokeless under my head. I began to think what a deed I'd done, I grabbed my hat and
to my Breman niggas My Addams family niggas My 10-5 gangster street heroin sellin niggas I wanna send shouts out to my niggas all the way on 145th on
put her on my B-team I ain't gonna sell a dream, but the last girl I sold D I had her relapsin like a fiene Nino Brown type, what she want in her life
the phone Cause you're always on my mind And I'm running out of time I've got your hair on my pillow and your smell in my sheets And it makes me think
Raney's mother said Raney stay at my side For you are my blessing, you are my pride It's your love here that keeps my soul alive I want you to come