dm, dm, dm, dm, dm, dm Can I call you my girl [Verse 1:] Some say money over girls, money over girls, But that just aint me, I've been looking for someone, who'd
Hey Girl Whats Your Name Girl I Need To Know You Little To Show My Girl Cause All I Do Is Think Of You And I Really Wanna Be Right Next To You Tonight
-old runaway I was arrested, the car was impounded And there was no way for me to avoid being grounded My parents had to come back get me I'd rather
in here, we are them Take you back to the 80's around Polo Grounds, Uptown, eight-eighty a pound Niggaz hit the rooftop, y'all was roofin the rocks Other
round my wrist, it was a perfect fit And said in my ear, "Want you to have it" Then she unzipped her dress, dropped it to the ground My mind was totally
Lifts up, your heart just leaves the ground /and how you love your ground / high above the ground / and the earth you
beach bum music bmi/beachead music, inc. ascap Producer: brian wilson/lenny waronker Co-producer: andy paley Recorded and mixed by mark linett at ground
turn your back because it's free It's just another whistle stop If you don't quit till we reach the top I'd, I'd be much obliged to you And it's odd
runaway I was arrested, the car was impounded There was no way for me to avoid being grounded My parents had to come off from vacation to get me I'd
The heart is a bloom Shoots up through the stony ground There's no room No space to rent in this town You're out of luck And the reason that you had
Louie crept towards him on his velvet paws. Well, his paws weren't really velvet... they were, you know, kind of like velvet. It's a, what d'ya call
game of love The key to your heart belongs to another Though I know we can't be, I pray for you Cause I know there is no other for me Chorus: I'm going
not realize Tripping hard falling down onto the ground 'Cause I can't stand up and I can't fall down 'Cause I'm somewhere in the middle of this I was out the other
after the other, harassin' a thugsta At first they try to bring me in court for child support Women deception and they lies I'd rather keep my jim' in
releasing some shells Hit the ground with the quickness lay better stay down on the dark side Take a look and you'll find true niggas like no other kind
Don?t mean you?ve died out of my life I?m hurt, burn me baby, tie down And child hood scars, crack head caused niggas I don't know that who?d ya think
grabbed a shotgun, he shot him Put his tooly on the front seat Continued his mission, as he headed down the street The kids was just starin' at each other J.D
