Lyrics:
Don Williams Where Do I Go From Here

where do I go from here, where do I go. Where do I go from here. Tell me where do I go, where can I go, where can I go from here.

and sweat from my balls If I drop anotha album I did dat for my dogs 10 Maybachs everybody ridin' big I just sit back like, look what I did Den I bow

I don't sell the most, I gotta kill the competition Don't take it personal, gotta go to jail and if I come back And don't have my cash, then I'm hurtin

s goin' on) Nothin' where you callin' from, (New Jersey) OK, I got the loop for you, go ahead and do your shout-out And then we'll get to the countin' (OK, I

I believed the lies you told to me When you whispered dear,i'll worship thee Now here I am all alone and blue All because I love no one but you I have

them dudes I've been Tha Boss down South, I'm just new to a few Please believe, them niggaz don't do what I do I got everything them other rappers

I don't sell the most, I gotta kill the competition Don't take it personal gotta go to jail and if I come back and don't have my cash then I'm hurtin

? Uh, uh, uh, why don't you come around? (Way, way, way) Why don't you come around? Walking down Williams through Mart and Blays (Mart and Blays) Call it big steps where I

mind to venture where the cannonballs do fly All along with my love I'll go He says 'my lovely nancy I hope you'll not repine For I must go onboard