you Like I do Fly high Fly over the mountains fly Fly my bird and say goodbye Fly high Fly over the rainbow fly Fly my bird and say goodbye Goodbye
you for loving me. A first kiss and a last goodbye, ten long years with a paper cut that's cold and dead to me. Just open up the window, and see the
say when I die my art will be worth more than Picasso's Don't cry for me, smile for me and if you see them niggas that wet me, wile' for me remember the
still got wings to fly I will never ever give up Just as long as I am here Till the end I'll spread my wings And raise my dreams against your fears You
, lookin cleaner than a star These broads won?t give me my props Twenty-five on the bag, I be stuntin on they ass And ya mad cause the bitch won?t stop
We'll be higher than we thought we'd be Because you showed me How to believe. Yeah! ooh whooo ohh Hold my hand and fly, Never say Goodbye
raise our glass and let the hammer fly Hey yeah this is the long goodbye Hey yeah this is the long goodbye Kiss me baby and we?re gonna fly Hey yeah
And I know my mom and dad can't fly like that And then I heard some footsteps in the hall outside my door The same ol' Christmas trick my dad had played
up hits to - stacking them crates up. I'm still hungry and I'm back with a tapeworm! And we was happening and rap entertainment, Me and shady for us competition
desire, My blood's getting hot and the flames rising higher, She says "Goodnight"... And leaves me on fire, and I'm so sorry my love, I gotta say goodbye
hunger and hurt And a little bit of hate from niggaz doin me dirt I just wash it all out with Tide and show love to those who ride with me while I'm puttin
tell em come and get me I'm at the fight, been kinda like Bellmen Only took the trip to the truck twice Unpacked the Mac 11 and air max's Stuff six figures
G-5 waiting, fly away at my convenience You see TIP checking in a 5 star suite with some 5 star freaks getting high all week catch me in the V I was in
leanin? on the bar lookin? cleaner than a star These broads won?t give me my props Twenty-five on the bag I be stuntin?on my ass and ya mad cause the
at the finish line And you really thought you knew Everything to do with holding on to me And holding on this time Is making me slip right through your hands And
and true You?re my lullaby, passion for life My starlit night Kill me with killa kiss Kill me with tempting lips Stare me with candy eyes Love me with
