one's gonna hurt you anymore. Oh, it's about time, you've been drivin' me crazy Wonderin' if your love for me would ever come around. Oh, it's about time
it's that's what the pimpin's there for [Verse 2] Can you believe this? First thing, flat on her mouth, talkin' about I would've told, "Bitch, you wouldn
Cause you don't got the guts to be what you want to be Fabolous...he doesn't have that problem He always tells the truth That's what it's all about? That's
No! [Chorus: Pharrell Williams] (Spymob vocalists) You keep me locked away (locked aaa-wayy..) You don't want - to admit About me and you (meee and yoouuu..) Hey! But I don
South told me nigga It's more than one way to skin a cat It's more than one way to shoot a gat It's more than one way to die nigga When I'm through, everybody
'm 'bout to turn from ya It's been about a week and I ain't even heard from ya Is it somethin at all or did I just bump in and fall And even though you
me Kelly, ain't it a real shame? That boy you call your man, he's running game Don't need to call it out but you're getting played I'm just looking out, don
and your frame of mind Sorry, I hope what I'm sayin is fine We fuss but we take it one day at a time If there's a fire you know that she'd lay in the
I never thought about it not a day And I?ll tell you why, I really thought we always tried to say what should be said When the sun comes up and it?s time
© Don Williams Don't you think it's time for us to work it out Don't you think you know what it's all about Don't you think it's sad living all alone
don?t know the code And there?s no use running when you?re on the wrong road There?s times I get to thinking about the way it might have been And I
it be How much time does it take to get it right How much time does it take to get along Well you worry me about it day and night How much time does
time it was What a time of innocence, what a time we've lost Raise a glass and have a laugh, have a laugh or two Here's to old '67 and an older me and
it like home It's the reason niggaz saying my name like Mike Jones And I'm far from Houston but you can chop it and screw it Do whatever to it, but it
It's kinda hard to imagine,like Kanye West Comin back from a fatal accident, to beat makin' and rappin' But, we da future Whitney Houston told me that, it's
