have somebody to hold oh Lord, I've got to have somebody, got to be bold. I'm cryin' out in the cold We'll I've got to have somebody to hold, I've got
are in the making We believe through their lies and the hating That love goes free through scoundrel days I reach the edge of town I've got blood in my hair
somebody else He'll never love you like I do I've been biding time with the crows and sparrows While peacocks prance and strut upon the stage If finding love
Brooklyn! Brooklyn! Brooklyn! Brooklyn! Brook! Brook! Brook! [Fabolous:] Im Righthere Big Ya Boy Sit'n On Top Like A Hair Wig Bed-Stuy Fly Bushwick
no..no) Can none of these other chicks fuck wit me So holla at somebody real (cuz i) Cuz im so real [Fabolous] (real love) Im searching for a real love
blood in her hair... A mystery so sullen in air She lie there so tenderly Fashioned so slenderly Lift her with care, Oh the blood in her hair... Everyone
Got me fiening for her love can?t lie Man you should see how she got me Spending all this time with her And I could leave her if I wanted to Her love
She make me feel so good, better than I would by myself or If I was with somebody else. U don't understand She make the people say yeeeeahhhhhh, yeahhhhhhh
wanna party party, these hoes acting naughty They wanna get with it, or they wanna fuck somebody And so you know how I do it, you better ask somebody [
[Hook] Do you see, what I see All I do, is wanna be Somebody, can you feel what I feel I try my best, to keep it real And pay dues [Z-Ro] Extra extra
if we have anything in common, you see I like to smoke marijuana Would you be interested in smoking a square, running my fingers through your hair Go
a nigga that's steady being on his knees And I'm begging you please, have mercy on me Find a nigga a better way, right about now I'm to the point Somebody
care You gave the goosebumps I don't want to share But now you're giving them to somebody else Watching TV on somebody's couch Blouse on the floor in somebody
'til somebody bust me I play for keeps like the OG's raised me If I sleep I won't eat, who gonna feed my baby? And I think I'm goin crazy cause my hair
tell ya what's really tru' baby I don't think u can handle this (I'm too) I'm too hood for you tell me what u kno' about ridin' on chromed out hair braided
(feat. Carina Andersson) Will somebody wear me to the fair? Will a lady pin me in her hair? Will a child find me by a stream? Kiss my petals and weave
