a lot to work with, so let me take it from here And baby, give me just a little bit of time So I can make those butterflies inside you dance Make my day
got a lot to work with, so let me take it from here And baby, give me just a little bit of time So I can make those butterflies inside you dance Make my day
my momma and my next of kin They say money can?t buy me happiness, But it will brighten my day. They say money can?t buy me happiness, But it will brighten my
Steel in sock drawer, my dresser is where the desert lay Put the Audemar away, today feel like a present day Raindows in my diamonds, you would think my
back in the seats Being broke is a joke, I never found it funny That's why I count my blessings as much as I count my money [Chorus 1] [Fabolous] Some
the ratchet And for the dope I'm gonna catch it) Make sure the joint ain't point blank so they can't open your casket My whole crew (got glocks on 'em
When i'm with you I'll make every second count cause i miss you, whenever you're not around when i kiss you i still get butterflies years from now, I'll make every second count
She'd say Upendo (Swahili for love) Anta Habibi (Arabic for, you are my love/dearest friend) You so bright, you shine like my TV Then one day she
make music for a living If that ain't the best job then give me your opinion Cause I love life, chilling for the night, case of budlight Small World for
Chorus Bridge I'm waiting for a new day to rise Conversation to make sense to me and my mind I need someone to lift me right off my feet And I want
, and catch a flick Papa Deauxxx for swamp thangs, fettucini and fish Not a trick, but I love shopping for my lady friend You could be my one and only, right before the day
doubt It's just another day, just for the D-A-Z Or it just another day, got me just being a G Be so easily spoken, my minds are open My eyes are open,
the same shit y'all niggas do Not trying to be mean my nigga, my temper just bad It's Z-Ro versus the world in my mind, I'm going had Losing my grip
with hate Make em pray for the judgment day Now tell me how that sound A double date laced with hate Make em pray for the judgment day Stinkin' biaatch
curb for my niggas that deserve it. But if I want to make a million, gotta stay dealin'. It's kinda boomin' and today I'll make a killin'. Dressin' down
gas with the six-eight all day In and out with my pay I'm soon to count the bodies... Verse Two: Tupac So mandatory my elevation my lyrics like
