time Even if it would save my life According to you, according to you But according to him I'm beautiful, incredible He can't get me out of his head According
Answers never clear again this turning of the page This turning look away, there I took a left turning Before I came of age But I agreed to let it out
Six of one and half a dozen Black guitars and plastic blues Hide behind a wall of nothing Nothing said and nothing new Four chords that made a million
[Chorus: Bams] La-la-la-la-la-la-la-lalalalalala-la-la-la-la-lala Laaaaaaaaaaaaa-la-la-la-la-lalala-la-la-la-la-lala [Bams] Tu peux...Avoir confiance
According to my heart You're the one for me The one love of my life Is here when you're with me If someone stole your love My heart would beat no more
DJ Clue New Memphis Bleek Understand what this shit right here is about Understand what this shit right here is about From Marcy Understand me, yeah,
Yo yo [verse 1- memph] I swear to God I'm addressin all types of shit Tote big guns, with all types of clips See those cars I be in, all types of whips
You 'bout to witness somethin' like no other The sky gon' get dark, street's gon' clutter Weak-ass niggaz out there gon' suffer Vets gon' quit, it's gettin
All my fans askin' me an' shit "Yo, Bleek, what you be doin' On your spare time an' shit?" This what I do man, check how I do, yo I gets high, rollin
Yeah, yo ay yo, you niggas know the Memph stay high and shit Eleven hundred on sunset burn the strip trying choose which freak Can drive the whip you
R O C, Memph Bleek Jigga man, Missy, Twista, Sho' nuff Yeah, yo Don't get mad at me, I don't love 'em I fuck 'em I don't chase 'em I duck 'em, I replace
Yeah Sup wit' these lame ass niggas, man? I'm tellin' you Niggas keep runnin' to this rap shit, you kna' mean? Like y'all built like that Y'all niggas
This for my thug, thug Drug, drug And guns, guns Come on, come on Come on, it's the roc nigga Yo, yo Ayo niggas wanna hate me cause I run thugs Show
Turn that motherfucker louder It's the Roc in this motherfucker, biotch Oh yeah, bounce, uh uh, bounce Yeah, yeah bounce, come on Oh come, on bounce,
Yeah, motherfuckers That's what y'all want right That ol' gangsta, that ol' gangsta Check it out now yo, yo All I need, bomb ass freak nigga Hold me
In my life, in my life there's been heartache and pain In my life there's been heartache and pain There's been heartache and pain In my life there's been
G-yo, g-yo Aiy yo I'm back wit' it, still tote the gat wit' it Still got it locked, I sold some crack wit' it Who could fuck wit' it? Not a soul, I'm
Yea, serious Aiyyo, this time it's for my family, we ride or die It's in the blood till the death, now aim for the sky My fo' blow for sure, for dough