left behind. There you are and here I go. Feelings are there but they're hard to show. Who's to say what the future holds...there you are and here I go
leave me!) I told her I'd be right back and the dumb bitch believed me I squeezed through the back door and made my escape I ran and got my 38 I hope
You'll never touch my ballz [Swift] I see you ain't a playa, you ain't ballin' And I don't even care who the hell you call in In this game, it ain't
As strong as your arms can bear That you keep from harm And it will be there When you go wrong Make a heart from your bond Your treasure is right here And what's left
? And I'm hot! Don: And I got the bun and the hamburger and the relish and the orange and I've got my clothes off and I'm hot! Phyllis: Oh, come on! Don
I'm 10 years younger than Yayo, I get out, I'm fine Then I go right back, nigga I pop mines How you gon' drop Olivia, you only drop dimes I knew you
drink. cause these are the types of things i do and these are the types of tales i tell people ask me if i smoke i say i do and the smoke i exhale got
I hear you) Do you really hear me, then hear this I'm sick and tired of chasing you (I understand you baby) Sick and tired of holding you (I said I hear you) Go
a gat ***** and my tire is flat And I just hit a pole, them *****s some hoes (Is you hit?) Iono but I can tell you what they drove It was a black Mitzubeashe
gettin big respect Then I collect big checks 1's, 5's, 10's and 20's A 100 g's and I'm pullin honeys Left and right, day and night You gotta see it to
gat nigga and my tire flat And I just hit a pole, them niggas some hoes (Is you hit?) I don't know but I can tell you what they drove It was a black
Aiyo, I know there's a lot of hoods and shit out there A lot of niggas done got bodied A lot of niggas done got robbed and shit You know what I mean
Can you carry a song as strong as your arms Can bear that you keep from harm? And it will be there when you go wrong Make a heart from your bond, your treasure's right here And
I'm tired of all these flatheads and all these coneheads You know what I'm sayin? I'ma tell you somethin There's nuttin but spies out there, you know
you) Do you really hear me? Then hear this I'm sick and tired of chasing you (I understand you, baby) Sick and tired of holding you (I said I hear you) Go
