back, cash money superstar, where the fuck is stunna at? Damna?¦ [Soulja Boy] I just got a new deal, I aint talking pickle, Im outside the cell, while
Pedro lives out of Wilshire Hotel Looks out a window without glass Walls are made of cardboard, newspapers on his feet The old man beats him 'cause he
' like a cat on a wall Cat on a wall Cat on a wall Cat on a wall Cat on a wall Cat on a wall Cat on a wall Oh, cat on a wall Turn up the radio Turn
oh I'm speechless It's like a wall of glass that i'm looking through but i'm stuck behind Like a door to a whole new universe but i'm locked outside
I turn the music up, I got my records on I shut the world outside until the lights come on Maybe the streets alight, maybe the trees are gone I feel my
your friend Kindred spirit of etheral blend Meet me on a cloud Go on a journey, sure I'll take your body On a mistery tour The clock upon your wall Is
in L.A. Sixty eight it broke up the yard birds, we were broke as well Took it underground, MC borderline, up against the wall The wall, the wall, show
them draws make them splash waterfalls i make the pussy rain, i make the pussy drip make the pussy leak, then i take a sip i put ya back against the wall
used to And the clock on the wall Has been stuck at 3 for days and days She thinks that happiness Is a mat that sits on her doorway But outside it's
And outside, the sky is falling People dodging raindrops, staying dry And inside, I never gave a damn about those outside people anyway And it hurt
hanging on the wall She burns all her notes and she knows She?s been here too few years to feel this old He smokes his cigarette He stays outside ?til
Baby, the clock on the wall is lying It's not really that late It's too cold outside to be walkin' around The streets of this town Anywhere even you think
Baby, the clock on the wall is lying It's not really that late It's too cold outside to be Walking around the streets of this town Anywhere if you think
my frame of mind Outside the window theres a sunny day I wanna feel it on my face You and I Are out looking for the same thing And these walls of wondering
tebe Chto ty prilipla k stene? Yesli by za oknom Bylo chut'-chut' temneye (Isn't this enough for you Are you stuck to the wall As if outside the window
'm under carded My Squad will turn to the most feared into the dearly departed As hard as they come, they all fall like the Great Wall Make no mistake
' air Hot but you feelin' good You ain't on the clock so it's all good You havin' you a ball, you with yo' dogs And the club packed from wall to wall
me. Put ya thing down, Boom the bedroom do it right, And it jus might be a long night, Alright, Now be Quiet you dont want them to hear us outside,