thats in the open seats It's always nice when your out with someone who notices A condo, got that art gallery openings I'm just hoping that isn't what my hoping
I might... CHORUS: Not today, maybe not tomorrow Everything in time Have it all But do you recall Back when our minds were so free? We could get close To our visions and hopes
10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1 Injection fellas Uhh aah uhhh aah Uhh aah uhhh aah In a minute we'll be finished Was I all that you hoped and dreamed
'all niggas Woo, yeah, I'm tellin' ya when I die You can see what's deep in my eye, my eye You can see what's deep in my eye, my eye 7 Sign I put who
. Grab my pump, pump, cock the glock, shot ya. By tha gang wee let offs go bullet ranges. For tha same we comin' 2 serve ya.(Chorus) Flesh-Verse 7
We been wheelin and dealin all our lives money gon' make me crazy Jesus Christ i see the light thru little layzies eyes Hope he can see it in mine Money
go and it may not last but I'm going deeper, deeper head over heels I go deeper, deeper And I hope it's for real this time And I hope it's for real this
(Boy)Beautiful (x7) Uh, Chip on my shoulder big enough to feed Cambodia see I Neva fit into they quotas Sneakers wasn?t fitting and my knees needed
pause to consider all my blunders I hope they won't be too quick to begrudge me Won't you come to my funeral when my days are done? Life's not long and so I hope
ll only love my diamonds You mess me up on the house of my night I fall in love with you multiple times Got me wrapped around your finger Boy, I hope
? I hope you ain't up in here with your man, ma I love it when you wiggle it and shake it Drop, trick it, drop and do your little dance, ma True Religion, 7
hope for the day When you and I can agree And we can live like we ardor be Girl its all for u And you call me Fame x7 Ohh x 4
Visine for eyes, when I blow Alpines Dial 9, 0 0, for the hero of the weirdos I hope my brain don't bust, transform into a 7-11 Slurpie Slush It's the
pump me Whisper in my ear I think she want it Smoke?s Rap: She?s a ten in them nines with stilettos With a figure 8 frame in them 7 jeans 6-5-4
Jasmine on my mind, ooh Word up ain't nothin' changed but the weather Still chasin' them suckas in the '86 Jetta Thinkin' different thoughts still not understandin' How 7
at your face Soon as they get word, hope your friends don't desert And valet got your Benz parked next to the curb You ain't a gangster, L7 Quick to bail