Lookin' at, lookin' at, lookin' at me Look at that, look at how they're lookin' at me Eyes all sticky like honey on bees Look at that, look at how they
This is a symphony The bittersweet of life, of life. Walk on with your scars, don't turn around run utill you see light, till you see light. Yeah. Uh
Who am I living for? Is this my limit? Can I endure some more? Chances are giving Questions existing Hey sweetheart, wassup boo whatchu up to? more club
I'm writing you to Catch you up on places I've been To whom it may concern I refuse to be another being on this earth I'm breathing for a purpose I wanna
You're first I'm last You're thirst I'm asked to justify Killing our last heaven beast Don't hunt the whale In beauty vision do we offer much If we reason
If I told you I wanted to talk to you, You know, You'd think I'm try'na holla at you. And maybe I am but, You wouldn't hear me out anyways would you?
All the girls really want is fun Just a place that they can come So the ones eye has freak don?t run And last but not least please don?t tell no one
I need up, I needed to feel like you know When your mother used to take you to the African party You're my sweetie, my sugar, my lady, my lover So honey
[Verse 1] Yeah See, breaking up is hard, to move along it's even harder It's over she got colder, now can't locate where her heart is And I'm just being
Girls, I ask 'em do they smoke? Ask 'em what do they know?Ask 'em can we go? Pretty girls, sunshine in the air, perfume everywhere Girls are everywhere
[Chorus] And she throws up whatever she eats She leave the bathroom wit a nose bleed Regular girl, Celebrity dreams She is...(90210) She live her
[Melanie Fiona & Wale chorus:] Babe, you know it gets no better than this, It's like sunshine on a rainy day, It's like a high could you take me away?
Chorus: All the girls really want is fun Just a place that they can come So their wild side has the freedom to run And last but not least please don't
Simply out of this world by choice The world's too much for the soul to enjoy I focus on the void and I fill it Hopin' the depressed ain't give in and
(Boy)Beautiful (x7) Uh, Chip on my shoulder big enough to feed Cambodia see I Neva fit into they quotas Sneakers wasn?t fitting and my knees needed
(Verse One) Mama aint raise no fool , true But me and my brotha never made it out school She prayed on me passin ' out bar Its way different ma you see
(Wale) Wale, I kick it, I kick it like Olindo I wear my Nike boots in Gucci I don't wear no Timbo I kick it any tempo I'm lifted off the indo I'm
(Verse 1) Dear sweetheart, wassup boo Whatchu up to? More club moves? I call her, no answer Her phone in the bag, she dancing Its four now, the clubs
