think you're the one only one, one for me you're the girl of my dreams think you're the one only one, one for me think you're the one for me and you
Jesus loves me this I know he gave his life to let me know how ever far that I may stray he's only just a friend jesus loves me I can say he watches
wrong for treating you the way I did (the way I did) I have so much on my mind I didn't know where you fit in (where you fit in) and if I could do it all
when you touch me girl you know it's true that I'm fallling so in love with you colors of love, colors of love colors of love, colors of love girl all
They read you cinderella you hoped it would come true that one day your prince charming would come rescue you you like romantic movies and you never
their all hopein' He'll Emerge the victim My words are pictures And yes the colors so loud that u heard my scripture With four walls Give me the right brush and I draw all
invented the telephone we made Yahtzee the light bulb, hockey and bred the greatest player's Gretzky to Crosby we all got at least one drinking buddy and after one drink, all
whole Bad Boy shit we come to bring it to y'all niggaz, me, B.I., Puff, Lox, whoever Black Rob If you wanna dance, we dance Verse One: Mase Now trick
motherfucker [P. Diddy] + (Notorious B.I.G.) Yeah! (one) As we proceed to give you what you need (One, two...) It's all fucked up now What the fuck y'all
known one day that you'd be gone You should of known one day that I'd be gone You should of known one day that we'd be [Verse One by Carl Thomas] Why
[Bruno Mars] This one's for you and me, living out our dreams We're all right where we should be Lift my arms out wide I open my eyes And now all I wanna
where the fly girls chill Through action at some freaks until one bitch got ill She started actin' stupid simply would not quit Called us all punk pussies said we all
a 10 We all used to shot food but it was more about who was the gulliest in the ends Shout out to Tinchy, I was smaller than my guns One thing we wouldnt
re Feeling Me As Long As Your Wife Is No One In My City Got A Pocket Like Drizzy I Can Rock Fitted Jeans Cuz My Credit Card Skinny Its Pitch Black And Covers All
game if you want to partna Ay Ross I see you my nigga, I bump that Maybach music nigga when I'm playing music in my Maybach, ya dig Aye listen, all you
glass Hard on 'em, pimp, yeah, I work 'em task And when they came in, we unpacked 'em all Broke 'em all down and unwrapped 'em all Just two words ***,