Yeah, she got it written on her, her swag on lean The way she dancin' on me, can tell that she a queen Her mama wouldn't like it, her daddy wouldn't either
I'm writing you to Catch you up on places I've been To whom it may concern I refuse to be another being on this earth I'm breathing for a purpose I wanna
I can't believe you did it again, walk by and took my heart with you Why'd you have to look so good, don't you know I'm trying to hate you Tryin' to have
I thirst but never quench, I know the consequence Feeling as I do We're in a spinning top, where tell me will it stop? And what am I to say? Open our
Every day I wake up and it's Sunday Whatever's in my eye won't go away The radio is playing all the usual And what's a Wonderwall anyway Because my inside
I can't write left-handed Would you please write a letter, write a letter to my mother? Tell her to tell, tell her to tell, tell her to tell the family
Ring the [Incomprehensible], let it in, say softly begin If it feels like the first time, don't let it in 'Cause it wanders by Like something that could
People throwing dinars at the belly-dancers In a sad circus by a trench of burning oil People throw belongings, a lifetime's earnings Amongst the scattered
Oh, well imagine; as I'm pacing the pews in a church corridor, and I can't help but to hear, no I can't help but to hear an exchanging of words: "What
People I know, places I go Make me feel tongue-tied I can see how people look down They're on the inside Here's where the story ends People I see, weary
Why don't you write me? I'm out in the jungle I'm hungry to hear you, send me a card I am waiting so hard to be near you Something is wrong and I know
I'm gonna take you down to the riverside Where the water runs slow and wide, there's a big ol' rock out in the middle And I took my hammer and chisel,
Let's take some calls from the request line Caller number one Ay, man, what's up? This Dominique from shady Oaks Trailer Park What's up Dominique? I
Psst, hey, I bet you Thought the record was over, didn't you? Put one in there like you did For me last time, my country ass Come on Meet me in the boy
AH! [Females voices humming] [Petey Pablo - talking] Y'all ready .. Y'all ready .. Y'all ready .. [Verse 1 - Petey Pablo] One of the illest rhymers
I'm gonna be country till the day I die Just because I got this and that And moved out from the projects Don't mean I forgot I'm gonna be country till
[Baby (Petey Pablo)] Oh yeah Birdman Prrrrrrr Yeah North Carceezy! Oh yeah Cash Money ha Yeah Get the money baby Get this money baby TQueezy! It's Birdman
My mama said "Seem like yesterday" My brother said, he was gonna leave her Say, he was gonna go and make something of himself See my brother wants just