It was your way Or it was no way And I couldn't live that way It was our call Then it was your call Cause I gave you my all and all And I refuse
face saying you were at friends but they all call askin me where the hell you been bridge: why they keep treatin us this way i guess it's a little game we play
Stay out your way, Or get in your face I just know you better not touch me again Or i'll walk away That is one game I refuse to play I didn't sleep
never felt the way I felt about you Ain?t never had to beg, Nor do I want to start So if you gonna play me you can walk Aaliyah: Now don?t be callin? me with all
) Can y'all really feel me (feel us) East coast, feel me (feel us) West coast, feel me (say wha) Dirty South (here we go) Can y'all really feel me (baby
(it aint a joke boo) I get no love from you (yea) Like all these times I did before I think I'll pass on you (yea) Because of the way you been actin'
Playa] I got a car, a J-O-B I'm an independent man God is blessing me A lot of girls that I can call But 9 times out of 10 I don't call them at all The
? What would say, to have your way? Would you give up or try again, If I hesitate to let you in? Now would you be yourself, or play a role? Tell all
I?m always screaming my lungs out Till my head starts spinning. Playing my songs is the way I cope with life. Won?t keep my voice down. Know the words
that everything is okay And that we are all happy Breathe hope in me I need you I try so hard to make this work in my life I still believe in you Play
so lame Maybe you misunderstood, that's the way it go Sayanora, adios, we finito New number, new phone, new contact All your pictures, I deleted all that
all the way across the floor for sure Freshly molded by the hands of the lord and oh Heavens angel, curves in every angle Time play two to tango, bring
With my folks Na-da-da-da-da From the Bay, to L.A., down to Monte Ray Tejas, where the trill players don't play To all you Unsigned Hype, without a limelight
Beesh Look at all this ass I could tell you stories but can show you cash Give you game and secrets that I know you'll pass To the next playa hater And
you (baby) [Baby Bash:] I bet you never seen a shorty so fly Pushing candy paint with the chrome chopping by Throwing up playa ways to my partnas on the block They all
the trilla, Tryin get richer cuz it all about them illaz, Well that's the way I put it down, R & D we faced the clown, Purple essence all around,
some hood money Cock them rims Let 'em spin on them haters, man And all the players Worldwide, do your thug thang (The hustler's theme) All money ain
-=Baby Bash=- Which way did he go? Which way did he go? Which way did he go? [Chorus: A-Wax] This ain't nothin' new to me Look at what they do to me