needed? Air can hurt you too, air can hurt you too Some people say not to worry about the air Some people never had experience with Air Air Air Air
Translation: Talking Heads. Air.
big one's coming in Work, work, work, work, work till holes are filled Work, work, work, work bags of bone and skin Lovers hold hands tossing their heads
for. I'm still counting what Hard Core generated. Bet my shit keep spinin' like a syndicated. Corny broad, I leave you bloody like you menstruated. Your hot air
Yeah {Taylor} We were both young, when I first saw you, I close my eyes and the flashback starts. I'm standing there on a balcony in summer air.
in ya ffffff Tryin' to lure me out on the dance floor I'm tryin' to get it twirly on the dance floor Everything remains the same, might spit-talk to
I want her to feel it in her chest I want her to feel it in her soul I want her to lose control Mary, talk to 'em [Mary] I Yeah I You takin'
know the watch botherin ya vision But reach and I'll put a dot on ya head like it's part of ya religion (yeah) [Chorus] - 4X [P. Diddy - talking over
(Intro: JD) After the party its the waffle house if u ever been there u know what i'm talkin about where people dont dance all they do is this and after
need to see your fuckin' hands at the concert I'mma need to see your fuckin' hands The best living or dead, hands down, huh? Less talk, more head right
he's 58 and his pony tail's gray But the battle still plays in his head He limps when he walks but he's strong when he talks 'Bout the shrapnel they left
moment with you I smell the jasmine floatin' in the air like a love song Watch my words draw sweet tears from your eyes Bow our heads while the preacher talks
your strap back in your waist Another crew shot Cause your barrel's too hot You did it kid The more dead The more weight on your head Plus you
the air like a motherfucking helicopter, hey Take your shirt off, hey, take your shirt off, hey Brush 'em off, brush 'em off, fuck, do the dance, hey Twist it in the air
I need new feet, these are all worn out I need a new head cause I'm all strung out I pull my hair, I scream and shout to no one I need to find a way to
hockey NHL, a N-gga Hold a Llama and I'm cocky Should I explain myself, baby I'm on that hood shit So say you wanna go, well I say go 'head good bitch
