like a songbird and a song and we'll always be together you and I -- Life with you is sweeter than the fragrance of the flowers And as happy as the laughter of a child
they ain't heard nothing like this in a while That's why they play my song on so many different dials Because I got more fucking hits than a disciplined child
a little closer Touch it right, do it like a man's supposed to Knew you was the one, that's why I chose ya 'Cause you get down for yours and ride like a
nigga,jus had a talk wit ivy honor my oldest child,daddy gone be gone a while she broke down an cried, fanna sell a couple cars quick hundred g's,a couple
like a dungeon dragon Raah, raah, like a dungeon dragon Raah, raah, like a dungeon dragon Like a dungeon dragon, like a dungeon dragon Raah, raah, like a
now she trippin' talkin' 'bout I need to be in church And my lil' girl whole family tryna' lie in court Tryna' put me, a child, on child support And
love I would show you a child who has everything I would show you a child who has everything I would show you a child who has everything I would show you a child
be there This time is surely Come once and for all We've waited so now We are ready Be quick be ready Be sure and be smart No need the energy wasted
it came Like a singer searching for a song I try to reach where you belong As I will be the song for you I will be your servant child No, oh no, I cannot
her, I wish I could have a threesome with two of her, I would sing a love song if I knew the words, but I?ll be damned if another n-gga do it first
came to this no (but enough is enough) No more walkin' round with my head down I don't wanna be a fool Crying over you If your so sick of love songs
Like in all the songs I sing Of happiness and joy you bring I just want to say You're my everything Child you possess all that a true love should be
singing Like one last song in the middle of the night Were you singing 'In Tongues Of Fire'? Or was it 'Knots Of Anger'? Were you singing a fine old
On a warm San Francisco night Old child young child feel alright On a warm San Francisco night Angels sing, leather wings Jeans of blue, Harley Davidson too On a
On a warm San Franciscan night Old child young child feel alright On a warm San Franciscan night Angels sing leather wings Jeans of blue Harley Davisons too On a
cry I apologize a trillion times I'm sorry Ms. Jackson (Ooh, ooo, ooo) I am for real Never meant to make your daughter cry I apologize a trillion times A
high, because I got high (Go to the next one, go to the next one, go to the next one) I was gonna go to work but then I got high (Oh oh) I just got a
, 45 Here is a song to sing to do the measuring What you lose, what you gain, what you win? Nine years later a child is born There's a record, so you
