a pistol I knew it wasn't love (she's spinning, in my head) I knew it wasn't love love love love love love It started at the Disco It started at the
like a pistol I knew it wasn't love (she's spinning, in my head) I knew it wasn't love love love love love love It started at the Disco It started at
than sorry Stretched it to fit, told it feel like calamari Am I makin' love, she said, "No ya not" "Should I keep it up?", she said, "I'm nuttin' don't stop" "How does it
' I dragged you off the bed I swear to this day I re-enacted in my head So I held you up, wasn't what I aimed to do I aint attack you, Bitch I was restrainin
girls, they all love me Come sit on the lap of I C E And let me tell ya a story or two About a punk-ass nigga I knew Named Jack, he wasn't that nimble
I'm hittin' her friend Silly little girl, simple little girl You didn't want me when I wanted you, you I'm on to other girls, I don't want you in my
Yea He said it was somethin' so appealing He couldn't fight the feelin' Somethin' about it He knew he couldn't doubt it Couldn't understand it Brand it
's at Mammy I love you I want the world to know I love you And every chance I get I'm a kiss you and hug you Life wasn't easy everyday is a struggle But
around the country left the city on a journey, came back with a junkie He use to beat her, if it wasn't physical it was mental He didn't leave her until
country left the city on a journey, came back with a junkie He use to beat her, if it wasn't physical it was mental He didn't leave her until she tried
Don't pass that shit Don't throw me a lighter I put more flakes behind my face than Tony the Tiger I wasn't hearin what I said, left my ear on the stage
you bitches ain't learned the name yet g'eah [Hook] If you ain't repping your hood, I ain't with it playa Better be street, if you're looking at me I
up with Pac, huh, continue to bloom I called twice just to see if you alright Both times you wasn't home, I knew somethin was wrong And then I knew I
on the lap of I-C-E And let me tell ya a story or two About a punk-ass nigga I knew Named Jack, he wasn't that nimble, wasn't that quick Jumped over the
the lap of I-C-E And let me tell ya a story or two About a punk-ass nigga I knew Named Jack, he wasn't that nimble, wasn't that quick Jumped over the
