he's locked up But in the meantime, it's get swoll get clean time Concentrate on gettin green time And as the years go by, they forgot about the small
my nigga Syke do it to you Guess who's back? [Syke] I got ki's, comin from overseas Cost a nigga two hundred G's I'm a street comando, Nino for
Time for action, conversatin, we relaxin, kickin back Got you curious for Thug Passion, now picture that Tongue kissin, hand full of hair, look in my eyes Time
Holiday Sang Sittin There Kickin It With Malcolm, 'til The Day Came Little Latasha Sho' Grown Tell The Lady In The Liquorstore That She's Forgiven, So Come Home Maybe In Time
together" at the time I never realized how songs haunted the ones that I heard, I played because I wanted drawing on my wall from time to time coolin'
and now I'm with my home team back with a good seat I gladwick like chadwick to tell you what I mean were laying back on it just like good sex smooth
go home... write as many raps as you want... but you can't turn back time Face the facts... you bounced on your motherfuckin' man... left him there... That's
front of the boards With an MP and piano chords Gettin' back to my evil ways Lick him 3 times, he gone pay Sidetrack, forgot your point It's a 10 to 4
breasts from mother nature and she hates to work in places Like this The people are stupid and bored Well it's hard to pay the bills and I forgot
move, so we'll show it off, just drop us the beat... Here's to the fast times; the times we felt alive; to all the nights that we forgot to get back home
down for yah). (Rap: 2nd Verse: T.I.) Hey, hey, hey. Long time, no see, now I?m back on my feet. Comfortably back of a V, right back in the streets.
's Angel, I even got red wings I'm headed to the bar, me and three prom queens My life's prom night and guess who's the Prom King They having a kissing
back, relax up in the flat we have a chat and start out like that (hook) I wish that I can come and mend your broken heart and take you back to good time
could feel it from inside. Lily called another bet and drew up the Jack of Hearts. Big Jim was no one's fool, he owned the town's only diamond mine,
from the first time that we crushed, The room was so dark, back had a mean arch, Through me apart and from the start, took a nigga's heart, Girl I think
a telephone call home. Now my teachers they build this retaining wall of memory, all those multiple choices I answered so quickly and got my grades back and forgot