Translation: Unknown. Im On My Way To Canada.
my man? you told me you were through and you were leaving her for me. but it doesn't seem that way, we made plans some time ago keep putting me on hold. and on
' my shoe and they feelin' my belt and they feelin' my jean thats the one they never seen and my watch look like a television screen and my right wrist nice and my
he pressing me like button downs on a friday night im so pretty like he on my peddle bike he on my Low Starch he on my echo whites he saying Nicki don
(Chorus) im a maniac a maniac eh cause if its concerning you then i lose my head im a maniac a maniac eh the way i feel is crazy thats how i know yes im
way back when wild and free it aint no sin ill tell ya what, well the wind will figure out which way its blowin', so it aint no thing to not know where im
the accent the hype or the way she walking am i, am i dreaming or am i sleep walking got my arms out stretched so i don't bump into her silly me now im
by the NBA, but you got drafted to defend your U.S.A Now you got war on your mind, put you on front line and you will die, die, the American way [Verse
a fucking roller coaster then it drops But what should I scream for this is my theme park My minds shine even when my thoughts seem dark Pistol on my
each other in days I'm on the road trying to make my way okay! Cause going at the clubs aint cheap And neither are the clothes on your back Or the shoes on
cause baby you are making my day dont tell me what it takes my dear to keep you in one spot im crazy good at finding a way for all of my days ill be
you fool me Fool me completely Yeah, I was so stupid To give you all my attention Cause the way you played me Exposed your true intention And one day I'll have you begging on
all night on and on and on, and on, and on Diddy: Girl I'ma rock you till the break of dawn its on... Fergie: And on and on Diddy: On and on and on and on
've always been right there to let me know everything's alright Whenever darkness came my way You were my light I wanna thank You for the difference in my
to my diamonds I'm in black and yellow [x4] [Young Jeezy] Brown blunts, black Nike's 3 red bone b-tches and they all dykes said her girl on the way,
my heart, at the start of my my every morning and i can't deny, by the end of the day that I'm runnin' on empty But you make it full, Steal my breath
i got n if that aint enough then gimme back my pot gimme back my flock gimme back my life gimme back my days gimme back my ways want it baby get it catered
you know that you the sshhh, 'way you walkin wit dem heels on Talkin to me dirty yo body I wanna feel on (feel on) feel on (feel on) Once I get to you
