hoe Get to rollin' wit me baby, hop in there's enough room We can gaze at the stars that shine like the moon Gimme a chance to show ya, and a chance
Oh baby, I have never seen an angel Standing oh so close to me I never touched someone and felt such electricity I am taken over by the endless possibilities
day When I met that perfect man I didn't speak when I had the chance All you ladies listening if you ever have the chance To run into your definition
, SHE'S On my tip, she love my song, HE Tried to do it but did it wrong, FREAKS Want to get my all alone, but I'm macking I finally got a chance to grab
's!) on my tip, she loves my song (He!) tried to do it but did it Wrong (Freaks!) wanna get me all alone but I'm macking Hit it! I finally got The chance
like a pimp then sit by the phone Waiting for the chance to make ya all my own They turned dollars into dimes and dimes to dubs Mesmerized by your brothas
All aboard, okay, next stop: my basement Haha, I'll meet you down there There once was a saying that I used to say Back in the day when I met Dre I used
was white No lables wanted to sign me Almost gave up, I was like 'Fuck it' Until I met Dre, the only one who looked past Gave me a chance and I lit a
I see his burdens are greater than mine I can speak my name aloud, make my way among the crowd Yes, his burdens are greater than mine Just by chance
for a moment by chance And we danced, danced And we danced like a wave on the ocean, romanced We were liars in love and we danced Swept away for a moment by chance
, rather Rather be, rather (And I...) rather beee with youuuuuu [Curren$y] Uh, and how I wish I would've met you first Never had a chance to try Cause
I'm saying How do I feel about my band of brothers Friends for life we understand each other May be the best thing that happened to me Swollen Members When we met
chick and continue my mission Money over bitches, money over snitches Money over this over that If you rather bring it back Shawty sayin Nyce gimme one more chance
On a postcard by a glass of wine In a small cafe just outside of Paris By a rope swing danglin in the breeze Carved in the bark of a dogwood tree in Kansas
last breath Crawling, just to make a statement (hu hu huh) In this matrix Subconsciously gazing the soft shell of a man Somehow found, amazing! By the
persona She delt with reality never fed it to the drama I met her through my nigga named Jermaine Palmer Who knew her through his peoples by the Baltimore
So I heard you cut a nigga from the DTP, you got DDT From College Park to the DEC See we be sittin' on low pros Shippin' *** in by the boatloads Not
't know what it is but it's feeling so good to me I'm used to being so cool, laid back and in control But what's come over me? If by chance you should