playing on and on and on It went a little something like this: (Now I?ve found my way back to you) I?ve got a dream so why wake up? (Nothing left to say back
', you made all the girls stare Those lips and your brown eyes and the sexy hair I said, shake my thing and make the world want you Tell your boys you'll be back
than terror. Peace to my girl. "whoopsЎ± syntax era! Chorus Verse 3: busta rhymes Copy cat do this, do that. Wanna do something ? Do this. Chicky chaka
blame You like fun and games Keep playing em I'm just saying Think back then We was like one and the same On the right track But I was on the wrong train Just like
it’s a vikiten smoothie Yeah, acting boozy a thug like fuck it Got a champagne tazed with a bud light budget Got a little-ass dick with some [something
What the hell is goin on, I'm tryin to ease back, And get my head in the zone, Where the fuck you tryin to go, Nigga this yo city, Anywhere, I'm just
Cause I was there when you said forever and always You didnt mean it baby, I dont think so Back up, baby, back up Did you forget everything Back up, baby, back
like [Chorus:] In this club In this club Ladies can I put this love up on you one time if you ain't scared say what's up! In this club In this
if this aint some bullshit People don't usually come back this way From a place that was dark as I was in Just to get to this place Now let these words be like
me My dress so short, it's borderline killer I don't wanna hurt you, I'm more like a thriller Looking at me, say something Have we met somewhere before? Playing this
get out of my way for today a?? just today It's not the answer but the question that makes life a little bearable like dating your ex-wife do i really need to back
for my downfall This the shit Ia??m talking bout right here, let me tell you niggas something You can be anything in this World that you want, except for my downfall. Check this
the dmz And roll on in, gonna roll in it, honey But I get a feelin' like when big things collide Like the crack before the thunder, like I really ought
death like this ever You paused; and now I got a colt 45 Semiautomatic explodin between your eyes; surprise You never thought your yesterdays would come back
I call lil' bust it baby I was speedin' in the fast lane Pedal to the floor mayne Tryna get back to her love Best believe she got that good thang She my little
that'll make you stare her down You betta get your shit together, you running out of time Something on your mind, you need to stop lyin' You ain't balling like
like a nickel of weed rolled in a doobie I'm a little twisted, I roll like the end credits in movies Y'all just got scripted Got y'all niggas' bitches bobbin' to this
