The moon was shinin' on the lake that night. The Slayer t-shirt fit the scene just right. Through smeared mascara, I looked into your eyes and saw a light
tonight Put on that dress, the red one I gave you Let's spend all night, getting reacquainted, come on Yeah baby, keep the light on Call the boys, tell ?em all
all kinds of bitches your way And when we touchdown There's no need to ask me, okay Everybody know them Southern boys love that bass Atlanta go bananas
the zone Nigga back to the books to the rhymes that took me All around the world Brooklyn bombers Detroit players Chi-Town, all around the world Said it's all
My nigga kid Cudi, that's my little buddy Calls some hoes up and get some cudi cudi What's your life like, mines is kinda tight A long way from hustling, that
even dare to be, so thats all folks, badibadee i go hard pause, Hospital flow get more gauze, imma bad b-tch on all fours, the president be like its all
The day the Circus of Heaven came to town Local folks lined the streets in a Midwestern town Waiting anxiously for the parade to begin all around On the
[Kanye West] It's like I wanna spit something written But keep forgetting So I guess it's from the heart from the start Played my part Seemed like I just
, no doubt, we don't speak In a blink, them folks can have you sleepin' in the clink I'm shittin' on niggas and peein' on the seat It's that nigga the
'all check in the mirror, double check your appearance Bitch I said I was amazin', not that I'm a mason It's amazin' that I made it through the maze that
just be a puppet on a string Don't go that way I'll wait for you And I'm tired of all your friends Listening at your door And I want what's better
, Imma be Imma be livin' that good life, Imma be livin' that good, good Imma be, Imma be, Imma be, Imma be Imma be livin' that good life, Imma be livin' that
y'all better count me in Got twenty bank accounts, accountants count me in Make millions every year, the South's champion 'Cause all I do, all I, all I, all I All
the boys from the men You can knock all day Jehovah but you can't get in Maybe you can get a scoop, if you're really all of that And you can leave your
boys from the men You can knock all day Jehova, but you can't get in Maybe you can get a scoop, if you're really all of that And you can leave your
season bright Tiny tots with their eyes all aglow Will find it hard to sleep tonight They know that Santa's on his way He's loaded lots of toys and
I've been real since I had the big ... bow It's the rock star life niggers ... Party all day and night and folks ... Don't confuse me baby girl I ain't that
bet your last dollar, Katie Mae will treat you right Well some folks say, "She must be a Cadillac" But I say, "She got to be a T-model Ford" You know some folks