thing I could do? I was on the battleground, you were home, acting proud You weren't there standing in my shoes And I thought when I was there, Lord, what am I
be love, love, love And I know I should know better Man, I hate this stuff Don't let it be love And if I ever hear that song again I just might kill
my bepper and I'll pick you up Saturday she said Saturdays bad I'm off Sunday I said Sunday I gotta got to the studio I'll hook up with you Monday she
devotion to your wife is really very touching. I'll take your wife's case. And I'll keep it. Because I play square. Now look, I don't like to blow my
I'm out to be a father If I have a daughter, guess what I'ma call her? I'ma name her Bonnie I read about your uncle Ronnie too, I'm sorry I had a friend kill
my home, not anymore Not like they so were before Still, I?ll split, and they?ll like? Well, who knows? MRS. GABOR (Spoken) I any case, I assure you
mother I truly believe it to be my duty to curb this momentary loss} The thing that sucks, okay for me A thousand bucks, I'm like scott free And I need
appealing Body revealing and big wheeling This shit is illin, I don't like it Fuck it, I can't fight it I reaching for the cordless to call Miss I insist
no one listens well...especially when I dis myself I'll fly away on a pig when my living hell freezes over And since I'm used to the cold I'll be able
too, I'm bout to be a father If I have a daughter, guess what I'ma call her? I'ma name her Bonnie I read about your Uncle Ronnie too I'm sorry I had a
too, I'm 'bout to be a father If I have a daughter, guess what I'ma call her? I'ma name her Bonnie I read about your Uncle Ronnie too I'm sorry I had
the letter and throws it away. ?No one here cares if you go or you stay.? ?I barely even noticed that you were away.? ?I?ll see you or I won?t, whatever
good, fellin' fine, hit him off every time, let them have it when I grab it. Duck you down, lay you down when I'm pimpim' when I'm sippin' meet me in
the better days I feel your pain Keep pushing, you'll be fine, don't give in, you'll be alright I feel your pain Yeah, you know what I'm saying? This
were home . . . acting proud. You wasn't there standing in my shoes." "Oh, and I thought when I was there, God, what am I doing here? I'm a-tryin' to kill
practice make perfect is what they say but No matter what I do I seem to make the same mistakes that I'm tryin not to I'll always remember Monica The
when we made out I always had to plug my nose And I supose your know the sister Shoot, I swear by hand and God I only kissed her I gotta foot fetish
My Heem When I Pull To The Scene- 2 Fine Jinas Tryna Holla At Me- Back In '98 Was The Days For Me- Lil Knucklehead Homie I Was Raised To Be- Only 14