You're all I've ever wanted, but I'm terrified of you Sick my castle may be haunted, but I'm terrified of you I've cast my spell on millions, but I'm
Age ain't nuthin' but a number Age ain't nuthin' but a number Age ain't nuthin' but a number Age ain't nuthin' but a number Pretty pink, baby blue Why
What's wrong? What are you afraid of? The love below She stays alone, never sheds a single tear She stays in the coolest moods, clearly woman of the
{Drowning in the gray cell To dwell in earthly hell A pimp warrior fell} One-two! Sir Lucious, left foot In the motherfuckin' booth! Lucious! Lucious
A boy to raise At a young age No help from him But she's alive To be made strong But all alone Must be a pain But she's alive The year was 1975 That
{The morning after} {What time is it? 7:48 Where, where are my, oh boy, oh boy are my panties? Oh my God, where are my panties? Damn where? I don't He
Now get the fuck up off me nigga As I, struggle to keep my balance and composure I'm 'posed the, propose a toast to players on every coast a The lyrical
your neck out! Throw your back out Throw your neck out! Throw your back out Throw your back out K O, knocked out by technicality The love has kissed
I don't want to move too fast, but Can't resist your sexy ass Just spread, spread for me I can't, I can't wait to get you home Don't want to come on too
Here's what you don' You go through that raggedy Cell phone 'bout two or three times Tracy ain't home, Tina ain't home The love below start talkin'
Speakerboxxx Yo, before y'all know what time it is It's your homeboy straight from the A-T I ain't even goin' say the motherfucking rest But you know
: Whoo (Whoo) Tie me up, don't tie me down Cut me up, don't let me down Find, find a way Find a way to get out, wit out, hit out You dig in, dig out
: (feat. Sleepy Brown, Jazze Pha) [Hook:] Crocodile on my feet Fox fur on my back Bowtie `round my neck That's why they call me the gangsta mack In
: Drowning in the gray cell To dwell in earthly hell A pimp warrior fell One-two! Sir Lucious Left Foot in the muthafuckin' booth Lucious! (Lucious!)
you move (Whoo-o-o!) I love the waaaay you move I love the way, I love the way. I love the waaaay you move I love the waaaay you move (Whoo-o-o!) I
leading a path that only ends in a clash Of two stubborn minds, grown folks blind to the sign! [Hook] [Verse 3:] K-O, knocked out by technicality The love
: Now get the fuck up off me nigga.. [Big Boi] As I, struggle to keep my balance and composure I'm 'posed ta, propose a toast to players on every coast
: Man, have you ever really wondered Like why are we here? What the meanin to all of this? [Chorus: Big Boi] Sometimes life can keep you down, with