all goes out the window when I try to do it myself If you never tell a lie to her You don't have to remember anything But it all goes out the window
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in her face That you aren't telling tales to her. If you never tell a lie to her, You don't have to remember anything, It all goes out the window when
say yeah) You make me feel at home some how, right, now That's why I, love this town [GUITAR SOLO] There's shoutin' from the rooftops Dancin' on the bars Hangin' out the window
leave out I pray so I'm prayin for a gangster It's bad enough the world we livin in all about money Since we runnin out I choose to believe it ain't nothin
-57 slugs with a snub nose, dray eight Settin' all you bitches straight (what) Squashin' all beefs To the point where the police Be blockin' all streets
This is how it goes Welcome one and all to the show We're wired up/fired up/and ready to go In the back of the parking lot outside of the bar Twenty deep
strapped I grab my gat out the glove Now, do these fools got a problem with me? Or do they got love? So when the light turns green, I don't bone out
- with my Baker Street Ruse. Couldn't shake her - with my Baker Street Bruise. Like to take her - I'm just a Baker Street Muse. Ale-spew, puddle-brew
And there's the star I used to wish on It all just seems like yesterday And I stare out this dirty window As this world goes slowly by And somewhere out
I said well kinda all of a sudden she jumped out her seat snatched me up by my wrist and took me out to the street she started grabbin all over me kissing
up, slow up, stop, control Like Janet, planet Stankonia On ya Moving like Floyd Comin' straight to Florida Lock all your windows Then block the corridors
house That's why fake-ass niggas get fake-ass digits And fake-ass players get a real player hatin 'em 'Honey Love' goes platinum and y'all ass come round But y'all
Or the Firm flop Y'all are the reason Dre ain't been getting no sleep So fuck y'all, all of y'all If y'all don't like me, blow me Y'all are gonna keep
so let's make it happen [ chorus: ] All I ever wanted to do in my life was be a hustler Some don't get it, but feel me when I spit it It's all about
skinny ass weekly You'll get all the right tolls in that dashiki [Common] Yo, what ever happened to loyalty Don't you want to become royalty On the streets
head The polar moon looked out instead Goin' wild Liquor shifting through the brain The manic depressive goes insane Goin' wild Goin' wild Desperate anger hits the streets
sellin' ringtones Straight out the projects To million dollar homes Inside the Carter Cookin' 36 zones 36 O's and I break 'em all down In and out of every