Took my love and I took it down Climbed a mountain and I turned around And I saw my reflection in the snow covered hills Well, the landslide brought me
Daddy sits on a? front porch swinging Looking out on a vacant field Used to be filled with burley t'bacca Now he knows it never will My brother's found
The boy's got a head like an atom bomb Hang him from a cross like a number one son And he?s been waiting so long To get it on The boy?s 15 but he?s 16
We on a world tour Wale your man hustlin in each and every gutta with the mic in my hand New York,VA,DC,get paid We on a world tour Wale your man hustlin
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L'enfer du Nord: Paris - Roubaix La Cote d'Azur et Saint Tropez Les Alpes et les Pyrennees Derniere etape Champs-Elysees Galibier et Tourmalet En danseuse
You light the skies up above me A star so bright you blind me, yeah, yeah Don?t close your eyes Don?t fade away, don?t fade away, oh Yeah, you and me
Uhh, yeah, c'mon, Black Rob Where Black Rob at? PD world tourer, Harlem horror We back Yeah, ya, ya, y'all thought we was gonna stay away for a long time
(Refrain) (woo woo shady shady) Aftermath (look at that bitch) There she goes, shaking that ass on the floor, bumpin and grindin that pole The way
When the train rolls by I'm gonna be ready this time When the boy gets that look in his eye I'm gonna be ready this time When my momma said I look good
I mistook the warnings for wisdom From so called friends quick to advise Though your touch was telling me otherwise Somehow I saw you as a weakness I
Mary-Ann and Wanda were the best of friends All through their high school days Both members of the 4H Club Both active in the F.F.A. After graduation
The moon is full, my arms are empty All night long I've pleaded and cried You always said the day that you would leave me Would be a cold day in July
I said, "I wanna touch the earth I wanna break it in my hands I wanna grow something Wild and unruly" I wanna sleep on the hard ground In the comfort
You don't like the sound of the truth Coming from my mouth You say that I lack the proof Well baby that might be so I might get to the end of my life
You can't afford no ring, you can't afford no ring I shouldn't be wearing white and you can't afford no ring You finally took my hand, you finally took