We got broken eyes. We?d say she is to see behind things We got broken eyes. They got all the sections, all the sections They got all the sections, we got
'll show you You want the moves like jagger I got the moves like jagger I got the mooooooves...like jagger I don't even try to control you Look into my eyes
You got nothin' on me You got nothin' on me You got nothin' on me You got nothin' on me Summer came, you took me by surprise The California sunshine
And we will never, ever, ever be apart Are we an item? Girl, quit playin' "We're just friends," what are you sayin'? Said "there's another," and looked right in my eyes
that you wear Well, I got them too Can't you see? Can't you see? Yeah, we're both better than this (Better than this) Still we can't resist (Still we
My hand to God, I didn't mean to After all, look what we've been through Men come in different shades That's how we're made The little house on Ellis
the love When the mako flies Up from the bottom in your eyes Then I know the twilight skies Not so broken-hearted Yes, this love is electric It'll
that it's goin' down You may find yourself going underground When they see that this life is upon us We would see that there's no one that we can trust
like Gossett Run and get your CD and cass-ette Gossip, lotta niggaz got lip But they ain't got hot yet 'til they got Dep [Loon] Why niggaz lie like
We built them radars to stay free from the cops Crucial choices to make like A-C or the drop Are we gonna stop? Shit man, never my squad go broke Your
it pull it pull it Yeah yeah Pull it pull it Go 'head make my day Click clack away [Verse 1: Diggy Simmons] You got... dumbass seduction If I was broke
it, Pull it, Pull it Yea, yea Pull it, Pull it Go ahead and make my day Click clack away You got weapons of mass seduction If I was broke, I'd give
it always ends this way The boardwalk's quiet and the carnival rides Are as empty as my broken heart tonight But I close my eyes and one more time We
't itch (Whta, what, what?) [Buckshot Shorty] Buck's got ya locked, body drawn like pit bulls We don't give a fuck if we have to pull, click, shit Brooklyn
.A., nigga bounce all day Look in my eyes, what you see ain't no bitch or pimp Nightmares of bein' broke keep me flowin' like this Weak niggas - you're
rockin', ticket sales were high Bought some fresh Adidas so you could look fly Broke out from your crib rushin' to get here Tripped ans stumbled almost broke
and get out if you expectin' to last Now my homeboy Evil was downstairs chillin' in his brand new Benz I had many adversaries but very few close friends We broke
drug movers Girl barracuda Set you up for the kill Where you're really not ballin unless you got 10 mill I shine so bright I blind ya Cross my crew, we