More than a moment in time It's a dream I'm following on my own, on my own More than a moment in time It's a life of leaving home Think of me when the
Jean, jean, roses are red All the leaves have gone green And the clouds are so low You can touch them, and so Come out to the meadow, jean Jean, jean
the shit the other bitch almost got killed for. I'm still counting what Hard Core generated. Bet my shit keep spinin' like a syndicated. Corny broad, I leave
in the house,yeah (verse one) You go on and on and you don't stop Got sticky sneakers from the blood of a shot cop Belt and a club,I'm leaving tracks
yellow lights To find the gate is open She's waiting in the room I just slip on through You get in, you get done And then you get gone You never leave
crackerjack beat, making wack mass Backwards producers, I'm back bastards One more CD and then I'm packing up my bags and as I'm leaving I'll guarantee they scream, Dre don't leave
'll red up they white 6eater I do it for da hood I do it like no equal I do it for the red 6lacc yellow white people I just 6ouGht a K, Just the other
and tired call me pick up the yellow pages and look up gucci ! ( gucci! ) ( chorus ) ( last verse keyshia cole ) Aint no need in arguin about it if you wanna leave
'm telling you Something that you ain't knew though So don't get it twisted like a noodle I'll put one in your noodle And leave a nigga twisted So what
other bitch almost got killed for I'm still counting what hardcore generated bet my sh-t keeps spinning like it's syndicated corny broad I'll leave pyou
talk my shit! Fresh up out the water like a caught fly fish Weezy F bitch I can say what I please Swagger so cold it stay when I leave I see you little
Uh, check it out 1, 2, 3 In the place to be As it is plain to see Rock shit, grab my dick Walk up in, banana split Yes shirt, yellow, purple Bodies rocking
Girl Voice] Hello [R. Kelly] Hello WHEN YOU HEAR THE... [R. Kelly] (Hello, hello) yo wassup, this is Kells (Hello, hello) Im not in right now (Hello, hello) Leave
I saw her standing on the corner, yellow ribbon in her hair I knew at once I was a goner, said lookie there, lookie there Youngblood, youngblood, youngblood
summer gold Love is like the coloured leaves that drift down from the trees One by one 'til every tale is told Now if I go a dancing out across the yellow
the summer gold Love is like the colored leaves That drift down from the trees One by one 'til every tale is told If I go a-dancing out across the yellow
my changes were there. Blue, blue windows behind the stars, Yellow moon on the rise, Big birds flying across the sky, Throwing shadows on our eyes. Leave
one who hands me down my pay Looks like this time I'm gonna get to stay I'm a union man, now all the way The smell of the leaves From the magnolia trees
