I get dressed in the dark each day You used to think that was so sweet By 6:15 I'm in the car drivin? I keep my change in the car ashtray I haven't smoked
my name is. (Cassidy) I'm C-A double S to the I-D-Y nigga you will die if you try me. I see you niggas sweet like HI-C, but let me let you know the
my name is. (Cassidy) I\'m C-A double S to the I-D-Y nigga you will die if you try me. I see you niggas sweet like HI-C, but let me let you know the
got the whole loaded . " Alright , shake little baby and show me what you got [Chorus] Show me what you got [x7] [2nd Verse] She calls me on the phone Sweet
jail Prisoners reading the sheriff's mail He's strapped down to a swivel chair Trying to swivel right out of there Pin-striped sweet's in cell 15 Convinced
I was raised in Pocahontas Illinois Everybody thought of me As one of the boys 'Cause I'd run with the crowd that was tough At 15, I was attending Big
s all out of your reach, Don't have to fly that high to write a simple valentine. Once I see you I just tremble on and walk the other way, Now it's February 15
Yeah My girl get in at 1:15 AM The guitar's cryin' right now Just a couple things goin' on in my life, you know Brim leanin', cup tilted, blunt flickin
You might be the strange delightful You might be the girly who shall end all girls You might be the sweet unspiteful I rode the bus with 27 Jennifers 15
with you yeah So where's my moonshine, Wanna spend my whole life with you yeah I snuck into this club when I was 15 and I met my girl at the bar such a sweet
[Intro:] [Charli] Hello? [Guy] Yo, what deal baby sis'? (what's up?) Tell my man I'll be over there in like 15 minutes or whatever So I can drop him
hate you too And never ever ever be a fool And never ever ever be a fool And never ever ever be a fool [Verse 2] At 15 received ass kickins from
Intro: [Charli] Hello? [Guy] Yo, what deal baby sis'? (what's up?) Tell my man I'll be over there in like 15 minutes or whatever So I can drop him off
was crazy live Smitty was an icon his son had an MB5 Shan was the man on the rap tip, Marley on the beats Big Wag on the crack tip, shit was sweet Trent
I done a lot of good, I done a lot of wrong, dis real shit, I advise u listen to this song. A nigga robbed me 15 yrs ago(where) Back in canridge swats
sweet and bob to the beat Rollin' up another swisha, listenin' to the beat again Drankin' but we concentratin', smoke another sweet again Steadily rewindin
my block I used to press my nose against the stone cold glass At Fireside's liquor store At the coin-op laundromat, on 15th and Montana At sweet Suzy