be This is my chance to be the dance I've dreamed it's happening I can be the queen I am wind and hurricane The stormy sky and rain When you run dry
Saturday, Saturday, S-S-S-Saturday, Saturday x2 I got my cup filled up, all the way to the brim, brim, brim, brim Black on black Cadillac with the custom
now Not with me (with me), Don't start with me (with me) (I got ) I got a gun on me, I don't think you Really wanna Run your Mouth, Cause how i Feelin
wind And I'll be somewhere on heaven's ground If I have only one day on this earth whoa I'll live tonight, I'll spend tonight, make love tonight I'll sleep tonight with
an hour Now free to go, free to blow, with the calicoes And the Navajos, it's just the way this player knows anything goes Finally caught up with my
me how I can I be fly without the wind beneath my wings Bridge: Oh how I yearn for your touch so lonely now that you left me If I could run away
hot as a stove) I?m gonna do you anything you wanna (Her name is Nicole) I?ll do whatever you like I?ll do whatever you like (There it go your dealing with
girl Let me show you 'round a country boy's world Somewhere between there on a dirt road When I rolled down my window She smelled the scent of wildflowers on the summer wind With
she comes correct Collects respect and if not, you catch a broken neck Buddy look down and your shirts all bloody, looks like She caught you with a bad one for messin' with
pour that hennessy? That nigga thug, that nigga was a rider That nigga was one hell of a survivor Niggaz in the pen with no money for bail Every nigga on the run
the cake We gotta operate You and you procrastination Ooh,Ooh, Procrastination. Ooh Ooh , Procrastination Missy: You gotta glide, don't slip Get your balance right Ride with the wind
for my thugs Thug loving putin' it down for your little lady at the crib Thug in the streets, man under the sheets, ha ha, yea I'm in love with a thug
ain't gon' cut it Drama's what you're in love with You and the bitches you run with Lately I'm feelin' smothered You scooped around for dirt to be uncovered Conceited with
So far, so fun, the cops done run us off of the DQ lot We burned a tank up, dang near drank up all the beer we bought The trucks done covered up in mud
I run Out from the new day's mist I have come We shift, pulsing with the earth Company we keep, roaming the land while you sleep Shape shift, nose to the wind
wig split back, caught in this thug war [Myalansky] Peace to those men who do crimes ande never been arrested Project cats with guns start to run shit
I get To be famous You dream of trading places I have been changing faces You can not fill these shoes There is too much to lose Wake up behind these trenches You run
call this a lame flow You bought the shit I guess you to blame too I just found the angle No more reality flow I'm tryna time my album dropping with a