but still I illuminate, nigga I could see the way Till I see the end to me and BIG meet again, yeah Curry going, hit again Dreams your living in This what
think Girl you gonna think, girl you gonna think You gonna think I invented sex You gonna think I invented sex 'Cause I do it like I did You gonna think I
clothes I suppose I just wanna be, I just wanna be successful I just wanna be, I just wanna be successful I just wanna be, I just wanna be successful I
[Bruno Mars: Chorus] Maybe if I jump or spread my wings I know I've been wrong about these things I don't care if no one else believes I think that if
, I just I cant I just can't be loving you no more, I love you more than I love myself, Loving you no more, I just I cant I just can't be loving you no
the woman, but what am I to do when her parents do not try, So many tears I cried, but all for nothing I?m afraid to say, oooooohhh [Chorus] I?ve been
't I? Laying down a law that I live by Well, maybe next time I've got a thick tongue Brimming with the words that go unsung I simmer then I burn for
do I have to go to get to you? Many the miles but send me the miles And I'll be happy to follow you, love I do what I can wherever I end up To keep
I need and nothing else until the end Who else can ever make me feel the way I, I feel when I'm with you, no one will ever do Telling me you're not
on my living So I'm gonna have to do the thing that's fair They got to justify for what I should be giving Should I lie, should I steal or should I care
work 'cause her arms show tax Madness insanity, live in profanity Then some punk claiming' they understanding' me Give me a break, what world do you live
When I was broke, I stole my gold, I pawned I lived the life of a hustler off and on I'm just a brother that lived to tell I brought my ass up from the
, Blood What doesn't matter to me 'cuz I gotta lotta love You know what I'm sayin'? Hope the truce never ends You know I'm sayin'? We can do this
I'm thinkin' about them, friend The real motherfuckin' gangstas wanna see me end It's gonna end up in a bloodbath, no doubt That's the only way I'm going
I'm oilin' up the Heckler & Gotch I gots no love, for them busters, who put the work in I can still see my fuckin' boys' body jerkin' I ran over to him
do, Syndicate, tonight, what you wanna do? (Party!) Randy Mac in the place to be, what you wanna do? (Party!) Nat The Cat, you're in the house tonight, what you wanna do
Didn't know what I was doin', but I put on a cape Now it's which world tour should I go on and take See you told me I would lose but I won I might cop
do all good things come to an end? Come to an end, come to an end Why do all good things come to an end? Come to an end, come to an end Why do all good