inside of me It's the hardest thing i ever have to do to walk away from you when i wanna hold you it's the hardest thing in every single day to have
the script [RIHANNA:] It's been so long I've had this feeling That we could be Everything you've ever wanted baby Your fantasy I won't push too hard
to the cemetary, rough very Not your ordinary, we watch you get buried That's a real nigga for ya Get mad do a quarter flip the script, and rip your
And you won't read that book again Because the ending's just too hard to take I'd walk away like a movie star Who gets spurned in a three way script
money off the ground. [Verse: Drake] Yeah, all hail Mr. Lyrical, spades of the opus baby, what you got a feeling for? I could show you new things, have
till you pop bitch, do your own thing ho. Got the game from Pixie's, second floor sixth court. Bling bling king nigga, money ain't a thing nigga. Ridin
fuck about the po-po, when they trippin' we get with 'em: Any opposition try'na block a nigga mission. Cuttin' up our victim, listen this ain't scripted
't get down They (uh) lookin around outside of themselves And they {HUH} sayin things that ain't really themselves And they {hah} keep fuckin regurgitatin the same script
f-ck We the same cuz I'm probably about to fall out with a young buck While I attempt to f-ck the f-cking game up Bitch, splat, only thing I fear in
(Bowie) Time - He's waiting in the wings He speaks of senseless things His script is you and me boys Time - He flexes like a whore Falls wanking to
And you won?t need that book again, Because the ending?s just too hard to take I?d walk away like a movie star Who gets burned in a freeway script,
belly of Nas I used to dream hard to be embedded with Nas Even the ghetto [? ] couldn't play that part Like the Eli Manning's when they play that hard
this to your friends and family. Maybe I should reconsider this diagnosis, Lets think things out before we conclude. Commonly a virtuoso at these procedures, But this was the saddest thing
block where everybody Air Force'd out With a new white T, you fresh Nothing phony with us Make the money, get the mansion, bring it home Swizz {J Lo} From In Living Color to movie scripts
read that book again Because the ending's just too hard to take! I'd walk away like a movie star Who gets burned in a three way script. Enter number
damn thing Sit there rockin? sway n-gga in the damn ring Aint a damn thing, money aint a damn thing Ask Yeezy and most we do the god damn thing Get down
