you in his arms I want you back Yes I do now I want you back Ooh ooh baby I want you back Ya ya ya ya I want you back Na na na na Tryin' to live without
I see you in his arms I want you back Yes I do now I want you back Ooh ooh baby I want you back Ya ya ya ya I want you back Na na na na Tryin' to live
loss of breath Skin peeled off your flesh, I know you wish you wore a vest That's a no brainer, I'm coming with both flamers I'll spray 'em, but I'm no
your dreams you'll take my place The things that I own you wish you had Every time I do good it makes you mad You're not a friend to me, just an enemy
no losses man Way down, way down [Verse 1: Layzie Bone] I'm taking a swig of the burb word Downin' my fifth and I swerve Drunk as I bend on the curb
the double-glock and, the fiends roll up for rocks, and is, this perfect getaway from the pigs when I peel, and I hit the fences. Rippin' up me trench and, I
the top, Me bloody me jackedt when buckin the pap pap, No need of a word when you served, You heard it when i clacked that gat back, Runnin with gats
up and I'll copy you I said Put your hands up and I'll copy you Put your hands up and I'll copy you If you've got more to give then you've got to prove
this I'm plottin opera singin stop the swinging on these branches You fuckin monkeys think you squirrels you know we're nuts bananas You see my dreams
lack of words and imagination now. You can try all you want, You can beg, you can plead, You can blame it on me when your starting to bleed But the clothes on my back
som'em som'em And I always got the pot that keeps the people com'in And you, you know can't repeat the words ?? So I, just sit back, relax, an get high
(Hi, may I take your order?) Dwamn! Hey, that's all I'm a say right now I'm at a loss for words, girl, you, girl, gon' take that bow You lookin... boy
I knew you'd be like that You was sposed to have my back Now we both don't know how to act Once I leave the door at my baby back I waited for the
at a loss for words. I know she can tell that I'm wit it, wanna get it, while its H.O.T. she can tell when I'm close to her. She keep lickin her lips,
up/ All my thugs, I salute you, stay true/ An all my love, I send to you/ This one here's for you, and you/ We still love you so you know it's all good
no shorts, no losses, man Way down, way down I'm taking a swig of the 'burb word Downing my fifth and I swerve Drunk as I bend on the curb Get up to
