I just got out my little red book The minute that you said goodbye I thumbed right through my little red book I wasn't gonna sit and cry And I went from
From the Album: * Lovesweat I just got out my little red book the minute that you said goodbye I thumbed right trough my little red book I wasn't gonna
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I just got out my little red book The minute that you said goodbye I thumbed right trough my little red book I wasn't gonna sit and cry And I went from
together) (Upen your eyes Get wise) (Put your brain in gear) Korean people live down in the hood A little mis-fuckin-understood Orientals were slaves too Word to this fuckin red
Crack your knuckles, buckle up your pants tight Pull your hats down, let's get it on like papi bar fights My spiral book, hold the world's most lethal There's no cure, for what my
story ends It's that little souvenir of a terrible year Which makes my eyes feel sore Oh, I never should have said, the books that you read Were all I loved
[Verse 1] She was a little red Corvette, fast as hell, turned heads on the set Pretty skin, soft voice, asking for rough sex Whatever Lola wants, Lola
my textes and out of nowhere, my dick is hard as a callus I stood up, pulled back my sleeve, checked my watch Where the, fuck is my wife, it's 12 o'clock
ll niggaz, this ain't no Yo, Ghostface, my gold is fifty hundred, I want my money) NINE! EIGHT! SEVEN! SIX! FIVE! FOUR! THREE! TWO! ONE! I love you my
to getting hoes I'm rated quadruple X Just like Dr. Ruth my mind is strictly on the sex And style or position is my selection But I won't play without my
never seen time I travel across the mean crime My rolls like a million dollar bills folded in green slime With my foes erased drink my henney straight no chasin' Catch my
'm here tonight and the vibe is right Red and blue lights are glowing over Brian McKnight But tomorrow's my flight, and I'll be outta your sight Take my
do they got love, So when the light turns green I don't bone out, I wanna see what these black men are all about, Cause if it's my time I'll just show
to look inside my phone book, book 'Bout to loose it all, girl, you shook, shook It ain't my fault that your love got jooks, jooks It ain't my fault that your love
some bomb from my comrade Blue And got my little bitch catch a contact too House shoes with the blue khaki suit and my locs on Swooping to some Soopafly, getting my
a kidnap? Since I'm never ever slippin', I'm fully strapped I grab my gat out the glove Do these fools got a problem with me or do they got love? And
