And in my head i'm on my porch Buildings across the street from me Living lives too complete for me Faces far too sweet for me Hey, these are the rains
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then probably gettin' ate Tomorrow call her at 7 and she still gettin' ate Ya now she do me and girl what the bitch say? "daddy please could you come and put some
mud wrestlers I heard he bought some coke with my money, that ain't right, girl You getting blackmailed for that white girl You always said Yeezy, I ain't your right, girl
Hi-fi boom box Pretty girl in bobby socks After party in a hotel room Pretty soon there will be no more Stumble home in the pouring rain Let the water eat my worried brain Some
are, ya I said it, we are This is Roc Nation, pledge your allegiance Get your fatigues on, all black everything Black cards, black cars, all black everything And our girls
, Lox, whoever Black Rob If you wanna dance, we dance Verse One: Mase Now trick what? Lace who? That ain't what Mase do Got a lot of girls that'd
and get our minds together Build a love that a last forever So let's stop the pain, stop the rain Put, stress to rest girl stop the games Name the spot
Yo, Yo Gansta, gansta Gansta, yo That's right Journey through the life of some real niggas Some real niggas, you'll never see what I've seen When I sleep
for record sales Hit my liquor store Let my niggas learn about in jail Till the squad cars accel', it's to my position as we yell This here's some bullshit
a white guy On ya boy man, I mean harder den a white tie White roll white wheels whiter den some white pills White S550 sittin' on some white hills Niggas
we'll make it Tonight Oh tonight If you believe in me like I believe in you Tonight Tonight Because impossible is possible tonight [Johnny Angel: Verse 1] Some 'bout the day Some
Yo so what is it really like baby} It's eight a.m. I roll out my silk sheets Get fly crash the Limo back seats Lookin' in the faces of some ladies that
gotta get your cash right to get in the game Might have to pull a pistol, Flip some caine Get out in them streets and hustle hard in the rain Take your
peeping off the meter man I'm a live forever in Neverland with Peter Pan Fuck pulling the nine out I'm a pull a Amy Winehouse Sipping Purple Rain with Mary Jane girls
I have a destiny, I have a vision, dear It's as translucent as rain and glass are clear I am a problem girl, I have a habit old If I got silver, I'd pine
why you holla at me No I ain't gon buy you diamonds No I ain't gon buy you pearls But I can push a purple rain off Or maybe make you toast girl I'm
