't nothing that I can't do now that I got the whole world, whole world, whole world in the palm of my hands. I got the world in my palm
keeps me vying for a connection And I know you feel the same It's become a two way addiction Come on and give me your heart Write it on the back of my hand
man. Bet he wouldn't hold up to the back of my hand. The back of my hand. The back of my hand. I thought i knew you like the back of my hand girl. Late
read it like the back of my hand Well, read it like the back of my hand Oh yeah, wow yeah Wow yeah Read it like the back of my hand
ever called or send a dime None of these fakes drop me a line Snow will survive this fucked-up game I?ll live to see my enemies bow in shame 'Cause that?s my
FAR YOUR NOT UNTOUCHABLE, NOT JUST ANOTHER GIRL I'D GET IN TOUCH WITH YOU , I ONLY WISH YOU KNEW THAT CHORUS I'VE GOT YOUR NUMBER WRITTEN ON THE BACK OF MY HAND
world is my world (Your world) And my fight is your fight (My fight) My breath is your breath And your heart (and now I've got my) Chorus: One love (
, grimy New York City See me clearly through the storm The world's mine, sits pretty in my palm Sean Don as we continue on [Chorus] I got the World in my hands
, From now we're always so unsure... Can we make believe, that we still believe, in anything? You know that all that I am is in the palm of your hand
appearance When you get here anyway I already got parents Don't try to put me inline I already got crayons My mama said I could do it I already got clearance Keep your hands of my
think you're so rock and roll But you're really just a joke Had the world in the palm of your hands But you fucking choked Should've been my teammate
be sought To be inside, I don't care Be my unholy, my one and my lonely Girl just look what you done, How could you do this to me? I gotta put my foot
, we got it one lock West-coast represent Now put your hands up Sex on the beach We've got white sand in our stilettos We freak in my jeep Snoop Doggy
for good now Aiyyo, I'm fresh off the plane Tryin' to get a little bit of stress off my brain M I A, Dom P, palm trees, 9O degrees Arm freeze, ma please
with Oprah Nigga, what? From my voice I'm killin' 'em I shed my blood About everything I love Am still a eye blacker, open handed, face the palm smacker
bend like fender So let me see you shake it, girl I just wanna see you shake it, girl For the return of the don, the world in my palm My mom calls me
stress My mind is a terrible thing to waste No love lost I know Im going crazy I can't floss Me my lady left my homies It's all baloney just like rocking
me think, let me think Ah, what should I do? So many eager young bunny's That I'd like to pursue Now even now they eating out The palm of my hand There
