game See I'm needing this nigga that got those Mo' Chicken's to Roscoe's, plus a direct with the Delgatos Throw a tree, 14-9 a ki, and if I double that
I'm here for the hoe flow? I want the dough flow And fuck the po', po', nigga keep a fo', fo' I gots to make a move and make it soon I gots to take a
out with her matchsticks Torched a car wash too I don't know where she's living All I've got is a card A picture of her at the pyramids A knife held
're leavin' me lonely tonight Love ain't worth making when it makes you the fool A chance ain't worth takin' My heart is breakin' when she's holdin' you A
O C K in the U.S.A. R O C K in the U.S.A. R O C K in the U.S.A., yeah, yeah Rockin' in the U.S.A. Well they said goodbye to their families Said goodbye
used to plan and plot And try to live correct Lately I do a lot Of things that don't make sense Now I must do what I must Now why do you think that a
O.C. is not a hood Not at all, even though I carry a weapon when I'm stepping I'm not a murderer, not in the sense that you're a customer I buy in the
's what you do to me Your love is like a river an' somewhere in the middle We're caught between your heart an' your hand Each time I think it's real, it's such a
to think. and passion doesn't just come from a simple 3 chord pop punk progression. so stand up and take a look and you'll find yourself in a sea
way back in the middle of a broken down love affair you and I found each other and we fell in love I ain't never met a man and woman get along better
far. Growing more each day 'til we saw it became a mountain range. And I just stared and blinked, wishing I could change. Say, life has got you down. Set a
it seems anyone on the fence before skipped a thousand paces to knock on a far side's door is that why i'm face down in bed TV in a fuzz don't you wish
walked away And left us holding what we have We shouldn't stay this long together I came to tell you and now I know The only chance of a love forever
And carry on, carry on Just for you, I'll carry on They said that I could hold you for a little while Just time to kiss those lips that one-day would make a
corners Busy making friends with all your enemies You finger through your bible Whilst looking through your window The look you gave erased a thousand
didn't have to do it, but I'm glad You did You could have come down from the cross Then my soul would be lost But You chose to stay and Your love made a
Don't blame yourself the wrong's in me You're everything you could've been I'm just lost 'cause I can't meet your needs So the scripted conversation
And I hate like damn to tell you this But clue number three Ich bin Maroon! Ah you're a sofa! Once upon a time, way back a long time ago When the universe