I ever did see one I took up all of my winnings And I gave my little Bessie half And she tore it up and threw it in my face Just for a laugh Now there
The freedom on the wing? Where do we go from here? And I asked my woman "Where do we go from here? Oh woman, my woman" La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
la la la la la la Hey, my Bobby Oh, my Bobby McGhee, yeah Well, I call him my lover, call him my man I said, I call him my lover did the best I can,
, cool wind in my hair Warm smell of colitas rising up through the air Up ahead in the distance I saw a shimmering light My head grew heavy and my sight
day I'd be safe and warm if I was in L.A. California dreamin' on such a winter's day Stopped in to a church I passed along the way Well I got down on my
Uptight beyond belief Cut a hole in the floor to see How close to hell we're standing Got the travelling vitamin c blues Police lady staring at my shoes
yeah Just like the song on my radio said, We'll share the shelter of my single bed But it's a different tune that's stuck in my head And it go o oes
my diamond babe How could somethin' so familiar be so strange? Closest friends gettin' strange when your status change Why is it my mistake that where I am and where you at And my
my arm bleeding This is my last resort 'Cause I'm losing my sight, losing my mind Wish somebody would tell me I'm fine Losing my sight, losing my mind
to find a way to say, oh, my But check it out, though I done made enough money to buy my ghetto A lot of weapons, y'all and I made it, takin' out my
yo mind right now Flesh-n-Bone: aaw man to hold my wife you know what i'm say'm to kick it with my babies but you know i need to but you know i can
, thugs? Where my Atlanta thugs, thugs? My Alabama thugs, thugs? My New Orleans thugs, thugs? Where my Miami thugs, thugs? Where my Jamaican thugs, thugs? My California
Two players in a black 5-0-0 Slidin' down the shore, gettin' at every fly ho I'm wit my homey, ain't nobody set trippin' Drops my shit off at his house
Stupid ho's that I use to fuck around wit' Way back, see a nigga now and they say that I changed Put another notch in the game You watchin' the range,
punk motherfucker talkin' shit wit ah gun Pimp and Bun like DMC and DJ Run Everyday I come down them niggaz callin' my game Then ge on B E T and they don't mention my
New York City All the way to Los Angeles, California From the dry lands to over seas, baby To all my beautiful ladies I see you The first thing I noticed
The way you move (The way you move) Oh you make me love it, yeah 'Cause lady you cool (Justin n Pharrell) That's the way (That's the way) Keep movin