to sleep And when I looked back I was parked there "waiting" What was I waiting for? I was waiting for you And as I watched you sleeping I had a strange
they'll never find it 'cause I took it nah, didn't go like that at all see I just hid it and his eye was crooked and I wanted his eyeball and things
, don't believe that cash must rule I don't eat beef, I slap blood out of Purdue Keep a Wallace mic, mics on strike the session It's over, I file this
life of me I don't Understand why in Spain When it rains at an airport Mainly wet is the plane I really love you baby When I need a laugh I check out
I know Forever'd be ok I'm counting down the headlights thinking That I believe the world is sinking And everybody longs for something I'd give it all again to feel it I
Japan I've got a couple from Israel and Azerbadjan I've got a plenty from Poland but none from Sudan or from Fiji or Uzbekistan You know I can't believe I
up, get in trouble up, and raise your level up (come on, come on) Put your heart in, I bet your pardon, I fly away my seat regarding, Girl I got to get... I
boys and the boys tease girls I'm heading out this morning, For the Far Side of the World. Oh I believe in song lines Obvious and not I'd ridden them
throw them out to sea I know it all looks kind of hopeless But I believe they'll come back to me And every wave that crashes down Is a promise I'm making
what region of Sweden All we got is us, and this is what I truly believe in So I don't know 'bout you, I ain't runnin' I'ma find freedom in our everyday
my nizill I got to maintain, I got to get change I got to rip this mic from California to Maine then take it over to Spain, send it to the Dominicans
Hook: Lil' Flip] Cuz, I gotta get paid, I gotta stay paid I gotta get paid, I gotta get this money I gotta get paid, I gotta stay paid I gotta get paid, I
s going down...[echoing].. the club crazy right now..[echoing]... I don't believe you'll do...[echoing] we don't believe you...[echoing].. Yeah...[echoing
And I pity Any girl who isn't me tonight. I feel charming, Oh, so charming It's alarming how charming I feel! And so pretty That I hardly can believe I
Spain Don't give me that weird look hombre I got my passport Name Chris, born Swiss, in 1944 sport Ain't no telling whut I'll do just to get up north I
nicks This life is plus I be the bill-be-board, Scarface want italiano, I'm the real McCoy, nigga what? Can't be a joke I've been through too many games
I went to school tryin not to look bummy And I swore one day, when I got my hands on some money I'd take the twelve inch cuffs outta my jeans so I wouldn