'll always be true And then while I'm away I'll write home everyday And I'll send all my loving to you All my loving All my loving Oooh...my loving
obsession Love me or hate me that is the question If you love me then thank you If you hate me then fuck you x 2 Love me or hate me, love me or hate
wanna get bi and they ready to go [Chorus (2x)] [Bridge] My flow, my show brought me the doe That bought me all my fancy things My crib, my cars, my pools, my
(All right) Hey there, all you middle men Throw away your fancy clothes And while you're out there sittin' on a fence So get off your ass and come down
for no love, So come give me a hug, sexy little thug. My nails my hair my diamond rings, Shining with all my fancy things, My crib my car my clothes my
I filled the party up with company But never made our house a home All I got is my guitar these chords and the truth All I got is my guitar ... but all
way you smile at me Keep me feelin' alright This ain't about furs, fancy cars, or ICE So I'm dedicatin' this to my female friend Sincerely yours Words can't express my
not have all the money {so who cares} I may not have all the fancy cars {I’d still be there} But what I have to give you baby Is so much more {Girl} ‘Cause all
I'm in love with you Because I'm sitting here with your picture And smiling to myself I'm kinda lost in my own thoughts of you My heart speaks before my
It's been seven hours and fifteen days Since you took your love away I go out every night and sleep all day Since you took your love away Since u
I could Please book me first-class to my fancy house in London town All the riches baby, won't mean anything All the riches baby, won't bring what your love can bring All
ghetto pass revoked, Motherfucker Punk-ass mark, bitch-made Punk-ass trick in a basket You got caught up in the mix... It’s the nigga ya love to hate
babe You would spend your time If you don't understand You can't afford mine no Money can't buy my love Money can't buy my love Money cant buy my love
Don't need your fancy cars Don't need your credit cards 'cause I got my own, yeah Yes, I'm a lady baby No I don't need a man Trust me, I'm good
different. Growing up all my friends went out to play, while I was in the house writing music all day I'm In love with my guitar. So thanks to miss
you be my love, my love. could be mine would you be my love my love, could be mine Could you be my love, my love. Would you be my American Boy. American
you're sick of them Knowing who you are All they wanna do is Ride around in your fancy car Gimme this, gimme that And yeah I know it's so whack All they
sick of them Knowing who you are All they wanna do is Ride around in your fancy car Gimme this, gimme that And yeah I know it’s so wack All they
