just sit back like: Look what I did. Den I bow my head and beg for forgiveness, Once I said my prayer, everybody back to business. Smokin on a blunt in my own
we the usual suspects And still my talent is yet to be challenged Had new jet with my own pilot No blastin' off, but flexin' DJ Khaled My mom stressin' college but my
sit back like, look what I did Den I bow my head and beg for forgiveness Once I said my prayer everybody back to business Smokin' on a blunt in my own
my odes, manifold on your rhymes Two MC's can't occupy the same space at the same time It's against the laws of physics So weep as your, 'Sweet Dreams
be by my side, Cruisin out of your drive she be shotgun up in my ride, mmmhmmm, Never had a kiss so sweet (so sweet), mmmhmmm, shorty knock me off my
let me come home again Will some one tell me, how life should be Understand me but let me be me? I'm just finding my own ways in my own sweet time If
're on your own, yes you are You're on your own, yes you are Goodbye sugar sweetness, love so deep This game is truly over, time to weep Oh, I have
lady touches my heart and i just got to let her know that i really love her so! she's the one that i adore she's all i need! Chorus She's my only
my eyes at night, I pray That God would send your love my way Pray that he sends a love so sweet Someone to take good care of me Someone to take my heart
crazy It's only love pretty baby Baby, what you tryin' to do? Well after runnin' round a time or two I found out only the best will do Well it's your own
playin' for my own team Too much division, head-on collisions Is blockin' my visionary skills Get back to the mission to pay my own bills Stay on point
And I been wonderin' if I'm ever gon' bubble I'm gettin' caught up in the touch Instead of usin' my muscle And every time I extend my heart to my mother
(Devin) Walk up in da session wit my dick in my hand Fat sweet in my mouth,a 24 ounce can Got no time for all that yesterday, he say, she say Pull out
, tight ropes and fat slippers Fresh fade daily, I had my own fuckin' clipppers And all kinds of hoes on my cocksuckin' zipper Hoes came in handy but my
Well, it's that time It's that time again Oh, it's all coming back around There she sees me Oh my god, this is who I've been And I'm branded each day
own cries Don't play add it up and alright Still you don't know, land is so gold and green The place is so fresh and clean and everyday I water my garden
all Look, homes behave, or get cut wit ya own blade The chrome raise, put ya guts on ya own leg Nigga I'm sick o' them full-blown AIDS And my block got
warm from the hell inside Come on (Come on) Take me Come on (Come on) Take me I am an open book The drum beats of my heart is tribal Oh, the sweet