we'll ever be [ Both ] But I got you and you got me and if they look they can see that we don't care I got you and you got me and baby that's all we will
Translation: Bobby Bare. I Got You.
? I seen MTV I know who you are You did takeover did you got beef with Nas?" I did take over the game, brought back the soul I got tracks to go, got
had a dream, Bob got high, I still do both but somehow I got by. Creflo prayed, Mike Vick payed, Bobby Brown strayed, Whitney lost weight. Kimbo Slice on da pad when I
a dream, Bob got high I still do both but somehow I got by Treflo prayed, Mike Vick payed Bobby Brown stray, Whitney lost weight Kimbo Slice on da pad when I
all I've got so can't you see I just can't let you take my world You better gather your sweet talk somewhere else You better leave my baby alone Now
on I'll look for you if I'm ever back this way I may go out to Alberta weather's good there in the fall Got some friends that I can go to workin' for
dead. Goin' up's easy When you got the song That comes from the depth of the soul Where it really belongs. Comin' down's hard when you find That you
kind, keep her out of the rain It's funny you're askin', I never gave her a name But if you say she looks weary, you been readin' our mail So if you got
Goodnight Irene goodnight Irene I'll see you in my dreams. Sometimes I live in the country Sometimes I live in town Sometimes I take a big notion To
said Marie Leveau you lovely witch gimme little charm that'll make me rich Gimme million dollars and I tell you what I'll do this very night I'm gonna
meant to be I heard that old Hank Williams drove one just like mine So I thought that something might rub off on me You can take what you want after I
I've got so can't you see I just can't let you take my world You better gather your sweet talk somewhere else You better leave my baby alone Now I can
the bitch cum in six minutes flat What up kid? Stay winnin' seen you look good You look live in ya linen and you survived ninth innin' The hood got us
till you get the Bill She'll bring you bad luck Buck it's more than I can Bare Bobby I guess you can't Wynn Stewart Autographs I guess she's got 'em
Fallin' fast and I?m runnin' out of gas Muggin' on your sister, smart as Bobby Fischer Still, I couldn't get arrested Though I've got more hooks than Madonna got
shit, discharge puss I drop the stellar, even acapella I got to tell all about Roc-A-Fella Yeah, bring it on if you think you can hang And if not then
station and I haven't got much time to let you know Got a ticket for Missouri and there's things I need to say before I go If I could I'd have you meet
