bu damseureon shiseone moreun cheok deung dollyeo wimyeonhatjiman unmyeongcheoreom cheotnune banhaeseo sarange bbajyeotdago cheoeumiya ireon naemaeum
Budam seureon shiseone Moreun cheok deung dollyeo wemyeon haetjiman Un myeong cheoreom cheot nune banhaeseo Sarange ppajyeotdago Cheo eumiya ireon naema
baby baby baby geu dae ga nae aneh Numoo do gipi deurowa bo ilga iron nae sujubeun gobaek Baby baby baby salmyo shi dagaga Jakeun mogsoriro gaga ee noman
: bu damseureon shiseone moreun cheok deung dollyeo wimyeonhatjiman unmyeongcheoreom cheotnune banhaeseo sarange bbajyeotdago cheoeumiya ireon naemaeum
for better days Maybe a peaceful night, baby don't cry Cause everythang gonna be alright Just lay your head on my shoulder Don't worry bout a thang baby Girl
You catch time for the crime and then ya trappin dawg Oh what's worse, is it could be your hers 6 feet up in the dirt, got yo baby brother hurt Yea, a
, your man's past-tense (let's go) And I'ma wait to put the baby asleep Cause you know, I'ma hit you while your baby asleep Whooooo! To say this a creep
while I keep easin down the road Cause Tash'll scoop your girl no matter what y'all niggaz sold Gold, or double plat CaTashTrophe'll have your girl butt
Growing up it was just me and my mom Against the world And all my sympathies were with her When I was a little girl But now I've seen both my parents
beside my bed And I try to draw the line But it ends up running down the middle of me Most of the time Boys get locked up in some prison Girls get locked
U-G It's hard tryna be the F-I double Z I'm the Jay-z Of my generation So sick I'm every hospital's #1 patient. Girls be killin me With they fantasies
This is story about a boy and girl Trying find a life in the big world Somehow they're together There ain't much to the mystery Misery loves company
I was down on my luck just gonna leave my place Saw you out my window thought this girl is hot Oh baby I could tell that you're in tune with yourself
Cus it's like come on I got enemies I got frienemies And those that pretend to be's HOMOCIDE HILLS! That's the grits THE GRITS! The barracks baby word
the event somebody ends me Bury my pen by my side (that's right) Maybe then the world is gonna feel me Tell my little girls not to cry (don't cry baby
