same thing I'm sure you feel the same way Oh hey, I've been travelin' on this road too long Just tryin' to find my way back home But the old me's dead
Now girl, I remember everything that you claimed You said that you were moving on now (now) And maybe I should do the same (maybe I should do the same) Funny thing
s cold, all alone Been standing here for seven hours Black out, there is no power I can't find my way It's okay you're usually late Never ever new, same old thing
loved to get gully Summertime still had on black gloves and scullies The Lex 450 pulled up that's Cornbread Them niggaz from Philly would of called him an old
Tiaka, half-Phillipine thing For now, let's call her Suki, got me this booty bangin Properly, in Versace pants, cocky bow-legged stance A thing of beauty
It seems like everythin' is happened again It's the same old story People keep on getting in my way I'm tryin' to do this for me Cause I had a chance
no pistol so I bought a bow and arrow I'm just waitin', niggas saying it ain't the same and I get back See ain't a damn thing change but my 6-pack You
I'm in the same old mess again Another love has reached the end You never really gave a damn I thought you were a better man Oh no, you got me in a headlock
brave heart you stole wayne heart you never switched it up you played that same part but i needed to grow and i needed to know but there's some things
don't care 'cause this is my night I'm not myself tonight Tonight I'm not the same girl, same girl I'm not myself tonight Tonight I'm not the same girl, same
s what happens When the only voice she hears is telling her she can't You stupid boy Oh, I'm the same old, same old stupid boy It took a while for her
whoa oh oh now, now Don't it kinda strike you sad when you hear our Song Things are not the same since we broke up last June The only thing that I wanna
They're so quick to judge someone And it's really, really gettin' old Guess I'm a sore thumb now They say... They say I'm changin' 'Cause they all doin' the same thing
same shit CHORUS (Sheek) Lets take it down south but keep it new york. We can push the caddy air force when I walk. Old coupe deville big old
You've got a great imagination You carry on in the same old way No lessons learned from yesterday Talk of changes lost in pages of paperwork I believe
The days are cold livin' without you The nights are long, I'm growing older I miss the days of old, thinkin' about you You may be gone but you're never