bite my lip, push these thoughts into the back of my mind? one day it's all coming down it's in the way that they roll their eyes it's in every
control you make me lose my soul you make me lose everything Ialways stood up for it`s time to take a stand, I`ve got to find solution, it`s time for
done played my last tears and pain is bliss been through so many things it's hard to resist a mind that's currently thinking on his last wish it's nothing
See That In Me I Know That Were Freinds But Taken It Ther Wont Mess It Up Keep Ur Trust In Me Girl I Got To Cant You See? (Ohhhh Ohhh) [Chorus:] Baby Girl It's
oao-oaao-oo. Verse1 Feel the love it's in the air, deep and burning love affair Come on and touch the fire of my soul, i wanna give you full control. Rap1 Come
it's a nice day for a drive automotivation the air is getting clear and the time is getting near for us to roll gotta watch my style cause god it's almost
It's a fact I'll attest to mess around and I'll arrest you I ain't playing you know what I'm saying? This ain't the best you've ever hear coming from
muscle carve it out work and hustle I got it, just stay close enough to get it Go slow. Drive it, clean it like so clean it’s been molesto, I got it
came to get It Came to get it, Came to get It My name Wale [Verse 3:] Dre, pick 'em, ah, pick'em, I'll shut em all down Haters in the crowd, if
granted took my heart and ran it straight into the planet Into the dirt I can no longer stand it Now my respect I demand it Imma take control of this relationship Command it
pills. Yeah Em, tight verse, you killed it, Fuckin' drug dealers hang around me like "yes man", And they gon' do whatever I says when, I says it, It's
Move it Move it) Just take it off Let's paint the town We'll shut it down Let's burn the roof And then we'll do it again Let's do it [x3] Let's live
TP for my bung hole and it's cool if you let one go Nobody's gonna know, who'd hear it? Give a little poot poot, it's okay Oops my CD just skipped And
gun] Shit, you motha fuckin right I'm the bitch that's keepin it live and keepin it hot When you punk ass niggas don't Nigga, west side WHAT! Bring it
paper i see my picture When a nigga gettin' richer they come to get ya It's like a motherfuckin' trap And they wonder why it's hard being black Dear
it baby, push it baby, Out of control, This is the same old dance that you already know, Push it baby, push it baby, Out of control, I got my gun cocked
a fellowship through it It's no pretend shit, it's friendship, me nemisis is su nemisis Same for him, it's just media, see to them it's just images [come
it look easy Control and deceive me I've tried to everything to please you Gone out of my way like a fool What makes me break down like a bitch It's
