night And it's sad to be alone Help me make it through the night I don't wanna be alone Help me make it through the night
asleep Dream the night away I love you right - I love you wrong I love you weak - I love you strong I love you crazy every day and all night long I
, I put one in ya shoulder I told ya, 'Tics live for the street life Eat right, fuck good, and refer thru the pipe And give me head all night And if
my home, all alone Thinkin' 'bout bitches I use to bone Tight young bitches, I can't deny Rat-haired bitches, I can't lie The bitch had body is all I
make it big money hit records watch us get reckless we butt-naked, we never sexless And when i get there, you know it's time to fuck 'cause all night
of the night at Illusions wit brainless seclusion Uhh, if ya plan on jammin, then my 6-4 best to keep scrammin So hold on cos I'm dippin thru the alleyways
the night at Illusions we bring this conclusion Uhh, if ya plan on jammin, then my 6-4 best to keep scrammin So hold on cos I'm dippin thru the alleyways
, now I know y'all crunk We gon keep y'all crunk We bringin' back that funky shit Ying Yang and Wyclef in this bitch But I would like to introduce to y'all
talk much Never was ? and his Bitch was Dutch Sampling sounds where others' don'd dare the DJs scream IT'S NOT FAIR Rockman Rock drives all the chicks
do it We don't have to fight, can dance all night Shek ur body to the left, shek ur body to the right Yo, whats all the rampin and pettin about I could
for a reason, LP free time Call this theThird Strike, Strike (Oh Oh, Oh Oh, Ohhh) And I tell you what my view is like (Oh Oh, Oh Oh, Ohhh) thru my lens thru
shit stuff you can feel shit not about the steal clips who says crime never pays crime kings bling with rings round my ways what they know about all night
reason, LP free time Call this the Lights On, On (Oh Oh, Oh Oh, Ohhh) And I tell you what my view is like (Oh Oh, Oh Oh, Ohhh) thru my lens thru my 20
days and sleepless nights I've been thru it all Watch me now as i fall Can't you hear my call You have gone away I could not make you stay And all that
two kids and worked nights, never had shit, but we ate right And slept tight, my daddy's livin the bad life Used to come home nights and beat on his
Chorus (x2) I sell chickens They finger lickin Mash potatoes, french fries And they came with a biscuit Trap house a drive thru Dying to serve you Ready
Watch On KatGirl Neck, Batman Car,Batman Rimz, Jump Out Girls Like Damn Dats Dem, Drop Dead Coop,Drop Top Benz, Me And Yo Friendz, Can All Be Friends, Walk Thru
I was trying to find my way home, But all I heard was a drone. Bouncin' off a satellite Crushing the last long American night. This is radio nowhere