to do this shit I got a bitch that loves to G She'll fuck you right after she fucks me I got a bitch who loves both I got a bitch who loves handcuffs
Never been this blue Never knew the meaning of a heartache But then again, I never lost at love before Somewhere down the road Maybe all those years
this house This house would die without the heart we gave it you and I It came aloud as a love inside me grew stronger as the years went by The bed's
choked up this is the tree and the rope This is Chi [Chicago) nigga, I'm mister all of that. Fuck a map, let's put this bitch on the almanac. Dice what
wherever you at This is autobiographical taking you back I live a charmed life, we going back in the years Imagining if my whole world what Brooklyn,
Today has been a special day An anniversary, a request That you play your piano As the evening sun slowly sets I never thought I?d get this old dear
my everything [ piano ] As my mem'ry turns back the pages I can see the happy years we've had before Now the love that kept this old heart beating Has
of your tune? Or were your dreams and your courage all broken down like mine? Now there?s something that clutches the heart A melody that stays year after year I love
said I always used to be so clean Love's no fun Say what d'ya mean - She was looting me without looting herself Getting me bored with the things she felt Said this
my everything [ steel - piano ] As my mem'ry turns back the pages I can see the happy years we had before Now the love that kept this heart beating has
loves the song too by the way. Taylor: Oh my gosh, she's awesome. Tim: I agree. DJ: This, this...Tell me about writing a song. Um did this, did this
vow to heal the world In just over two decades he has watched the earth revolving Now just simple problem solving, twenty years and change How long did I love
remember how it felt Two little girls growing out of their training bras This little girl breaks furniture, this little girl breaks laws Two girls together, just a little less alone This
back don't run away and hide For you'll face so many bitter years alone and then you'll cry Can't you be alive true love never dies [ steel - fiddle - piano
instead My wife will tell you just how much I love More Beaver Ladies and gentlemen, Brad Paisley on lead guitar Stroke it Bet you can't play the piano
the ammo, Bone Soprano wit glocks and green camos I play rappers like they grand pianos, a general Call shots like I?m Joe Bonanno, what The West is back, sep this
my childrens in 45 years as they hate a g to break loose from this modern day slavery they want us in a cage making minimum wage thats how this muthufucken
[master p] Yeah heh heh Y'all ain't think I was gonna make somethin' for y'all Funky hoes this year, this is for y'all pussy poppin', shake that ass Goin
