I know what I want And baby it's you I can't deny my feelings 'Cos I know they are true I've seen you sometimes On your own and in crowds I knew
they can come true Move a step closer, you know that I want you I can tell by your eyes that you want me too Just a question of time, I knew we'd be
When wallets are flying When bombs are hitting the ground When you can't see through the fire You know I'll pull you out I know that you're strong When the tables are
you bring the world hoods to a seminar We from the only place worse then Kandahar Well, that's kinda hard But we still like to party and hardy hard Something good happens we
[Wiz Khalifa - Hook] Got no problems, my weed lit, got nowhere to go So we riding, we smoke til we can't anymore And keep floatin' Pass it to your man
are my highest light, "These memories keepin' me high", But let's get back to the good ones, We was just chasin' some women, Runnin' the game before we
We just some muther fu** kids We just some muther fu** kids We just some muther fu** kids We just some muther fu** kids We just some muther fu** we just
a star Then all of a sudden they just passed Dash the reaper from ontop of ma wardrobe Slap *dem crack rocks outa ma mouth* Put me on stage infront of a crowd Now we
we don?t want to reach Scars we don?t want to stitch Go where we haven?t been Fly away, time machine Cloud we will chase him out Crowds, we will face
They All Know Us International... Whoaaaa! Driving My Car To A Foreign Place Lookin at me, Now They Know My Face We Want It All Now, We Got All Yesss
they go Pretty girls... the sunshine in the hair Perfume in the air... girls are everywhere [Verse 1: Chris Brown] Pretty girl, pretty girl, let that lady crowd
I shoot two tek's I anit goin' to even crip walk even tho I down with the blue set Cause we don't dance in the screwed up click Unless you talkin' about boxin' we
odds are against us, because we black So keep your heat in a stash spot, and always be strapped [Hook] Mr. officer, crooked officer Make a nigga wanna blow the badge, off of ya We
for lunch money Monday night the sirens seemed so loud I hope that I can lose this crowd Lately, it go down that way That's why a nigga quick to get the K and spray We
wit' me we can all get down [Z-Man] theres more on the grillas, we blazin' I puff on the dust and you takin' your eyes are swelling with blood and I love it we
we are the truth See what we want to see Tricky : Please, please tell me what i want to hear Martina : Hear what we want to hear Strugglin so hard