love, tore it apart How could you say you love me If you didn't mean it, if you didn't mean it? How could you say you love me If you really didn't mean
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love for you man, I love you man You know what I'm saying, just get them unloyal niggas From out your circle, you can't save everybody Niggas invited
head he began to dance around frosty the snowman was alive as he could be and the children say he could laugh and play just the same as you and me frosty
rims? Break you neck when you see a nigga dip Or could it be the ice you see? But you tell me that you're really feelin' me Could it be the word on the
love you and I want to make you rich" I says, "Oh yeah", I swear I worked the shit out this bitch She was fine too, niggas couldn't tell me nothin' Had
We still got a lot of wisdom, to give to our first born What you gon' tell your kids nigga? Who was you? What was you doin'? How did you put it down
you acted like you found me/ Could have cleaned you up and downey (Allah damn me) /could have cleaned you with bleach/I am a muslim study islam baby then you
, Saturn, I seem to break your heart daily How could I ever neglect to hug you You are a planet hugged by a rainbow Forgive me, I sometime become so consumed
Tellin' you just how fine you look In a word, you were sex All of my cool attitude you took My body was next You made love to me Like you were afraid Was you
you tease me baby Only like modeling chicks, that's sleezy baby Now um come closer, squeeze me baby Get all that you can get, just release me baby See
need you in my arms again Oh, I miss you baby Are you the type of girl who likes to say I told you so? I learned my lesson, tell me What are you trying
that what they love Moon roof open blowing smoke that's what they love Romeo cologne every week that's what they love That's what they love, that's what they love
Where I sift through the silk in the air and perfume And I'll be loving you baby, I'll be loving you soon 'Cause honey I've been thinking about you
' G-Funk, but you can call it what you want How many times, I gotta tell ya, don't ignore me Either be my hoe or hit the do', you're nothin' for me (
still got a lot of wisdom, to give to our first born [2Pac] What you gon' tell your kids nigga? Who was you? What was you doin? How did you put it
