My jeans I want them back, hear his sweet words of goodbye My jeans I want them back, them back, them back My jeans I want them back My jeans I want them back My
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Ooh yeah I want you back Ooh yeah I want you back I remember the love in your eye When you took my hand and said goodbye I don't know where the river
I'm tired in jail Even though through the riots I prevailed Enjoyin' my freedom, got two kids as long as I feed 'em I'm here for the fam that's there when I
, man I'm a gambler like Kenny Rodgers My t-shirt says 'The Devil Went Down To Georgia Like Charlie Daniels' Back in the crib, I'm watching Reba I hear
I bought 'em Bitch I'm back I'm ballin', I'm rich hundred regardless Shrimp scampy odor everytime I fork chick Trap nigga conversate with a harvard smart bitch I
I'm the reason everybody here I say get up! I make it hot, I make it hot in here Your feet hurtin' I really care I said get up! I want to see you, I want
', I don't dance And, I'm with Roscoe, I'm with Waka I think I deserve a chance I'm a bad motherfucker Go on, ask some motherfuckers A young handsome motherfucker I
't never on it I want this forever, I swear I can spend whatever on it 'Cause she hold me down every time I hit her up When I get right I promise that
right I could make you a celebrity overnight Girl I see you, in them apple bottom jeans Chinchilla on your back, I wanna know your name Girl I'm Twista, I
She ain't want me be usin mac 11's When I sing, so when I said daddy was gone 'til November I knew, I knew that he wouldn't be back in November Cause
pole, I got the bank roll I'mma say that I prefer them no clothes I'm into that, I love women exposed She threw it back at me, I gave her more Cash
high Too low, I'll take them home (I'll take them home) In purple, red or gold 'Cause I know them boys they like those open toes Jeans all black, hair slicked back
special area codes Hollywood nuns with the Hollywood phones I got nothing to do, nowhere to go I'll tell you what you want If you want to know Satin
my Bonnie, I'm your Clyde, lets ride (Eve) Can't even explain all the feelings for my king Compared to no other, all of them the same Listen to my heartbeat
I know you miss my lovin', my thuggin', thug lovin' And I know you're gettin' bored dealin' with him I know you miss my lovin', my thuggin', thug lovin' And I
some assistance as I manuver my long stroke I hope you don't think I'm payin'for it that's the wrong hope 'Cause I know you wanna be Z'Rollin over chrome
paper You know them haters You hear that 808 The drum, that's my heart beat I'm going numb, I said Rihanna, I'm feeling stressed I'm going under cardiac
