I need to know, how far you'd go Where did you sleep? Tell me who's gonna show Where did you sleep last night? Where did you sleep last night?
Translation: Texas. Where Did You Sleep?.
'Cos I need to know, how far you'd go Where did you sleep? Tell me who's gonna show Where did you sleep last night? Where did you sleep last night?
me 'Cos I need to know, how far you'd go Where did you sleep? Tell me who's gonna show Where did you sleep last night? Where did you sleep last night
shoot a bitch I got on the phone and called Chiefey He got me up with Jay and I told him where to meet me These niggas be jacking you in Texas Met up
says, "Son, you're ridin' free this time Where you're goin' you won't need a cent 'Cause the great state of Texas gonna pay your rent" 'Cause where you
Mama's got her babies Sleeping in a grocery cart Daddy's eyes are hazy Wondering where they are Waiting for the buses Waiting on some Providence Once
Ask Lupe the killa, killa, killa, killa Mercy, he's a mess! So immersed in his murk He's two thirds submerged below the surface where they surf This is where
be hurt after they seen what I did to those children I'm vulgaric, you Bo Derek, I throw you face flat off the terrace So you can have somethin' to stare at You
you She told me concentrate on school but what I do about loot? I wanna push the fat ride, have bitches sweatin' me too But you know, you need dough so you
boss do, cross me? now its a must i cross you, you whole future is what thats gonna cost you. somebody shoulda' taught you better, you fukin with a
listened to them eagerly, to what they had to say They asked him where he'd like to be, his clear old voice did ring I'd like to be in Texas for the
Mama's got a baby sleeping in a grocery cart Daddy's eyes are hazy wondering where they are Waiting for the buses, waiting on some providence Once we
old school go and learn it like Red (haha) Take it to the Pro Tools if you heard somethin I said That you think you can do better but prepare to be bled
you left me alone But remember I loved only you And the lock that?s enclosed is a curl from your rose Who?ll be waiting in heaven for you
Hah light ya lighta Damn I done did some messed up stuff Rest in peace Tupac I wonder this my last weed I'ma smoke This for all my dead homies My last
Mafia, you torn blood from you bitches Nigga what, bustin' holes in you bitches You better wear you vest, real tight bitch The Mafia gonna put it in you
