a moment to myself I scream inside Don't you expect to see me analyze This sick little love song of mine I so badly wanna show you The tens of songs
stuck me with a sickness Pull your little arrows out and let me live my life You better watch out, Cupid stuck me with a sickness Pull your little arrows
things Hanging wit' the niggaz is the song I sing Real niggaz do real things On the road to riches and diamond rings Real niggaz do real things Hanging wit' the niggaz is the song
One, one, two Check me out, right here, yo Yo, the sun don't shine forever (You can turn the track up a little bit for me) But as long as it's here then
what you know about sacrifice? baby ive been in the middle.. ive been givin you more than a little had the ball then you double dribble i guess that love
like a dungeon dragon Like a dungeon dragon, like a dungeon dragon [Busts Rhymes] Nicki, how you gon' take my hot line and make it a hot song? like I
where too get it from, i'm the unbelievable unstoppable as logical, i'm setting it of, now take your draws of (ho) now, go'head and do ya little thang, i love
Tattoo on your tummy Thugged out as hell But I'mma make you love me Sip some aphrodisiac and baby girl it's on I promise you I will do all these words to this song
so hardcore I'm down by law this style ya never saw I give em jus a little then watch em fiend for more Yea they want more they hot and they want more They love
(I just wanna love you baby) (Yeah, yeah, yeah) Girl Maybe we'll fly tonight (I just wanna love you baby) Girl Ain't nobody love you like I love you
s fucked up, you don't answer fans If you didn't want to talk to me Outside the concert you didn't have to But you could've signed an autograph for Matthew That's my little
, way back in the day coming up Moms used to read to me everyday Through the evening even through the afternoon In the dawn, ah, book of songs So, I'
And tha haters can't stand it They can't believe it Bone Thugs~N~Harmony (Ha ha ha, goddamn right nigga) Ruthless Records What, what rest in peace Little
now i'm takin her home little goose and patrone, lets get it on, turn off your phone lets get grown, in the zone and wants his doggy bone and got a song
to a piece Of a place, state and time Where we both in the grind And what's love to a fatherless son? Although he had love for his son (Pensions?) were
My love is on the line My love is on the line My love is on the line My love is on the line My love is on the line My love is on the line A little late
love their love and I am thankful That someone actually receives the prize that was promised By all those fairy tales that drugged us And they still do me, I'm sick
