They can't stop you in the night twirling wildly in the light but i know honey it won't take long feels like it's one on one on one there must have been
I think of you when i fantasize the best i ever had and i think of you when i'm driving myself completely mad why don't we go why don't we go away walkin
How would i know about your life how about a long night how do you follow the sun how do you stay under the thumb there's a fine line between us such
I stood beside the rain today and i twisted out my shirt she's a cooly you could say when she gets down to the dirt she puffs her pillow up so high it
Hot sun in the city the symphony is clear the girls are so pretty post card souvenir i feel it coming on hot sun in the city i feel it coming on the
You took me for a ride you beat me to the gun and from the other side you came undone but when you tell me to i want to give in just like you want me
Took me long enough to find you took me long enough to get you there sometimes i feel like the sunshine lost and i look for the crumbs you toss took
: The cars hiss by my window Like the waves down on the beach The cars hiss by my window Like the waves down on the beach I got this girl beside me But
the door, and I'm everybody problem Stuntin in some other Jordan Nines I got Phil Knight talkin about "How you got them? " Let's talk about the cars
house she ran up in And shot her fuckin porch up Kicked the door down to murder this divorced slut Looked around the room Thats when I seen the bedroom door
What's the matter Mary Jane, you had a hard day As you place the don't disturb sign on the door You lost your place in line again, what a pity You never
se a dime piece And you lookin' so sweet But baby, I don't work it like that I know you got them superstars Who be paying for your cars But baby, I don
whole shopping malls I be rippin shit, that's my word bond Scream then I watch the whole planet earth respond Do just what ya told The remote control Crash cars
mink be draggin' I said I'm sick with the flow Stick a dick in ya hoe Make them shut down the club, we threw a brick in da door [P. Diddy] Shit, I'm
gotta let her breathe baby) Let her go (But if you wanna stay make sure you wipe your feet off on the floor before you step through the door) (Chamillitary
Oh, yeah, Oh Oh, yeah, Oh Oh Every girl every boy They got your posters on their wall, Yeah. Photographs, autographs The minute you step out the door
accept the fact (Uuhh!) When you came to New York, You had to come to the crib And vise-versa (Yeah!), thats just how we did Remote-contol cars (What!),
it okay, When I'm the one that paid your way, Sorry doesn't make it okay, When I'm the one that paid your way The house, the bed, the cars and the front door