really need you to make up your mind and i just wish that you would stop all of this bullshit and realize what you want from us you tell me to wait
the party's over, we can get together, Go to my house and fuck forever, And do whatever comes to mind Let me stick my dick in your behind You can pour
and round so please let me tell ya just don't make a sound. [Reepa] Girl its your time understand, do you want me to be your man, do you remember how this began, together forever
s why they run up in your spot with a couple glocks Had hunger pains I couldn't make it to eat Got introduced to Islam started making Salat We in two
summer rain I don't mind if it rains forever Let it rain, rain, let it rain I said I don't mind if it rains forever Let it rain, rain, let it rain So
I make headlines considerably Sorcery with no plea bargain, or jargon, or glossary Fuck the Insane Clown Posse, of rap their making a mockery You'll retire like Seinfeld waiting
no more, bitches done gave the game up It ain't quick money no more, the feds done fucked my name up Throwin up, frome the hennesy and fat sacks of weed
forever baby Raining flames Raining flames Flaming rain Reign forever baby I'm a stick up kid of the worst kind Wait On second thought Let me go with my first mind
me in a living nightmare I gave up everything just to stay Close to your heart You make me haul like the wind I don't know how you got under my skin Crying, shake it up
in a living nightmare I gave up everything just to stay Close to your heart You make me haul like the wind I don't know how you got under my skin [Chorus:] Crying, shake it up
of mine I long for you. Tell me why to wait to find our joy! It's your wait for heaven's door, your fear that makes them grow and let you forget today
of the dough ain't no secret Space-age pimpin' means I don't do free shit Time waits for no one, it ain't gon' wait for me Yours truly, signed Eightball
ain't ready yet, Freddie is right I pump about a million watts through a mic Keep you dancin all night till your feet start achin Bass pumps loud till your
You ain't gotta wait for the album I don't fuck with The Source But I turn up my Eazy-E and let it bump in the Porsche I mean turn up my B.I.G. and let
days I know you wonderin' about my spirit and my old ways! You hearin' me spittin' the piece of mind, got you froze in time Playin' catch-up with yourself
is just sit back and do nothing. Talk about it forever, do something nigga buy a crib or something nigga. (Verse 2) I wake up early and stay up late
I'm tired of waiting, [Chorus:] I'm holdin it down... I'm livin like I'm dying, So many thoughts in my mind, seems like I can't make it... still I'm
better wait till tomorrow What are you talkin' 'bout ? (I think we better wait till tomorrow) No, can't wait that long (I think we better wait till tomorrow
