.. & I Don't Want It I'm Tired Of Confronting You It Could Be Nothing But Its Certain There Is Something In My Head Artist: D. Brown Album: Unknown Title: In My Head
boys can't flow, these boys be saying I'ma come down And I'ma break these boys off, and get down like James Brown Or Chucky Brown or Troy Brown, I could
Common & D?Angelo) [Intro: D'Angelo] Ohhh, ohhhh... I wanna get closerrrrrr to you baby... Ohhhh, ohhhh, ohhhh... Ohhhh, ohhhh, ohhhh... [Chorus: D'
we about We gangsta'd out We keep it gangsta'd out Gangsta'd out To all my niggas c-walkin' We gangsta'd out To all my niggas b-walkin' We're gangsta'
yo' check it out What would it take for a boy about my age To hear cheers in his head upon that stage And the cheers that would drown out The tears from my brown
you don't got I got my own fat section at the mom and pops And I'm the Reason that your little brothers not a gangster I'd like to take a little bit
, slick fine ass anaconda But I ain't trippin', I'm thinkin' about dippin' in my new girl low-low Homies in the back strapped, chillin' in the four door Crack her brown
[Tony Yayo:] Listen I got that white girl on Pablo shit Looking like a glass of milk on my diablo bitch Remember packs on my ass with the due, due brown
got a head wicha Kick it all day wicha [Chorus x2] Uh Yeah.... One love to my nigga Jay Brown Know what I'm saying good looking, and all my peoples C Boogie, My
puff Them real playaz chief it, nothin but ballers keep it You could smell it on my clothes so it ain't no secret Rag on my head, braids to the back
hole i knew i'd fall through but i aimed to just understand her a woman that not many men knows she looked me in my windows and said annalillia annalillia
We gonna do it like this, yo this is Aceyalone Giving a big shout out to Ed O.G. and The B.U.L.L.D.O.G.S. Yo whole rock this, look Yo brown is my complexion
good Love to eat turkey Like a good boy should 'Cause it's turkey to eat So good Adam Sandler: "That clappin's messing my head up man. I appreciate it
Jeannie could be Jenny so easily if you'd let me Hell, the bad-tac daddy-o Merlin-- 'e' for effort Most of these high-post Fabio world motherfucks make my head
Crips wanna take my All-stars. Bloods wanna eat my Snicker bars. Them peckerwoods don't want none, but the Mexican's straight own one. Them Essays, i thought i'd
these seven zeroes that's my only concern Put a torch to these hoes, make these bitches burn Stern, as I handle my grit, talk mo' shit Spit, and let my
ends If love was a bridge You'd be the one in the fens "All the kids are fucking dead" I write "with love and a gun to my head" these days aren't going
If love was a bridge, You'd be the one in the Fens . "All the kids are fucking dead." I write "with love, and a gun to my head." These days aren't
