I like my pockets fat, not flat I like my pockets fat, not flat I like my pockets fat, not flat I like my pockets fat, not flat I like my pockets fat
other face to our empty pockets Lost without a trace because of empty pockets Living in a different place because of empty pockets Empty pockets Empty pockets Empty pockets
problem much to big to hold for you and i far too high to reach we can begin by holding close the things we know and valuing our pockets of peace these
niggas hear gonna stay around {come on} Fuck with us if you wanna and see what's gone happen ya hear me [hook 2x: magic] Believe the nigga These pockets
By now you know that I never arrived I was too tired to move I was gonna invent an elaborate excuse But I'm tired of them too Little pockets of air in
a?? she has a downtown apartment. She opens the door, falls to the floor, says, a??I'm bitter sick of sweet and pure, take me now I'm yours.a?? Notes in his pockets
with teeth of gold but we're just products on the food chain if you're not eaten you'll be sold!!! run yer fuckin pockets and pay me (im the motherfuckin
My life is a pocket and I fill it with Christ So that I can resist Satan and all his evil Jesus I invite you in Shed your light and destroy the destruction within (chorus) Pockets
I wish I had a dollar For each time I took a chance On all those two-bit Romeos Who count a thin romance Somehow always thinking Of the last time I fell
were I've got too many pockets on my shirt Wish I could get back to the way things were I've got too many pockets on my shirt Too many pockets on my
We call for all of those in need of hope We call for all those to say this is the day So tell me how can You shake hands with a clenched fist And tell
the lot was bare, but the salesman said, "Hold on" For a little cash, I gotta two-tone Nash out behind the barn If the Devil danced in empty pockets
[1] Empty pockets but a heart full of love A heart full of love for you Cash not any, not one red penny But kisses many for you Empty pockets but a
' to get up deep in my pockets Might as well just stop it Cause I know the deal Women tryin' to take my crib Tryin' to get up deep in my pockets Might
say" You've been linin' your pockets for no other reason Than to buy up the things that I gave without reasonable pay, yea You've been lining your pockets
Empty pockets but a heart full of love a heart full of love for you Cash? Not any, not one red penny but kisses many, for you! Empty pockets but
The preachers from the pulpits of power leaders of cloth they preach to our empty pockets and the same gang with different colors plays up to the dialect
Take your hand outta my pocket, baby I ain't got nothin' that belong to you Take your hand outta my pocket I ain't got nothin' that belong to you Don
