you I just don't know what I'm going to do girl Chorus: I know that you love me And I know that you need me And I know that you love me for all
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You know what I'm sayin'? Check the technique Everybody talkin' 'bout the way hip-hop ain't the same Suckers kidnapped the game I know the biggest in
Can make 'em ring Tiger Rose, heaven knows I just love you so Maybe that's the reason That you don't say no You get high, get down low You my rodeo
, H A V O C, M O B B, uh huh, yeah Uh huh, uh huh, uh huh Know what I'm sayin'? Forty first side Niggaz know how we do, right, right I can see you back
in the hood I love my queen and she treat me good, fuck cookin' for me She stash me out when the feds come lookin' for me I'm not cheatin' on her or
cream I got the sweetest love, you know that rock thick Shorty you can lick lick, suck on this big dick (AOW!) Hold up, shit, you better get your wet wipes You know
and pay I don't know why you wanna get on my back? (why?) Trippin cos you know the bomb's at where I'm at Well if that's the case you shoulda roll wit
YOU ALREADY KNOW C.O.M.E R.I.D.E WITH ME BELO LAST DO IT NICE AND SLOW CAUSE YOU GOT WAY TO GO CAUSE I DON'T PAY FOR SHOW CAUSE I DON'T PAY FOR SHOW
feet bonapetite no second guess yall we confess yall love the curency don't you playa hate love the game you can't worry me, you can't worry me [Chorus
click, wanna see what that'd be like I know you wanna try it out, to the rhythm of a high hat Don't be bogus and deny that I done got a hold of dem
' to the top like elevators Hi haters, I'm back of hiatus I feel just like you, I mean even I hate us Turn the radio down I mean every song Yeezy got a vision that
I know what I just Said, ?cha cha cha? Dunkin' donuts Give me dunkin' donuts She?s a very funny girl But I love that crazy bitch alright
by Before you fuck up my high Before you fuck up my high Before you fuck up my high Before you fuck up my high If you see me in the NYC Just walk on
Well, I rung me fallout shelter bell And I leaned my head and I gave a yell "Give me a string bean, I'm a hungry man" Shotgun fired and away I ran I
me that can cheer me like my own Johnny lad And it's you, my Johnny laddie, aye, it's you, my Johnny lad None comes near me that can cheer me like my
City But you know I got Johnny, working at the Flea Market You ain't heard of Johnny, what the fuck are you retarded He keep me looking good, from my
for love Could put you in your grave I'd never trade the days I lost For the years that I have found Sometimes late at night I can hear that jukebox
