in the sun To feel the wheel turning on Carry me on my way Carry me on my way Carry me on my way Carry me on my way I worry about my actions I think
the sun to feel the wheel turning on. Carry me on my way, carry me on my way. Carry me on my way, carry me on my way. I worry about my actions, I think
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a round about way Around about the time that midnight rolls around That's around about the time my tears start fallin' down 'Cause she's not around I come unwound and my
you No way to run no way to hide All the things you've said, everything you've done to me You can no longer make me cry Look what you've done to me,
' my shoe and they feelin' my belt and they feelin' my jean thats the one they never seen and my watch look like a television screen and my right wrist nice and my
for whatever, you just lead the way We go to dinner, you all don't even look at me to pay Mature women with more than me were the first to tempt me
hear the cars out on the street As I lie awake and watch you while you sleep It seems that it was only yesterday When you took my hand and carried me
? my style, my swag, my suede, my swerve My way with words, the Boys absurd for sure You can?t fall ?til my aura call I make miracles like I walked on water What you want mama? Order, it?s on my
Two: Carl Thomas] It was cold the way you left Still the pain is in my chest Because in my heart I felt you should of came and talked to me If you put
on, it's on, it's on, it's on When it's on, it's on, it's on, it's on When it's on, it's on, it's on, it's on When it's on, it's on, it's on, it's on
me out Turn me on, my baby dont you Cut me out Turn me on, my baby dont you Cut me out Take my order cause your body like a Carry out Let me walk into
' the hoes My hair had grew long on my seven year stay And when I got it done on my shoulders it lay Hard from the joint but fly to my heart I didn't
there's no way you can fade her, son She walks softly but she carries a big gun She walks softly but she carries a big gun She walks softly but she carries
years, representin' the tattooed tears Other brothas locked up with no choice, left in the bowels of devil With no voice, my phones are tapped, my crib is bugged My