yous and start overs and shoulders Have you cried on before? How many promises, be honest girl How many tears you let hit the floor? How many bags you packed
retro, I perfecto you know the demo, ya boy act wild you aint get the memo, Yeezy's back in style now when Rome go Gidget the other got Bridget what's
dick Timin was fucked up, right around the time we'd all be rich New with tricks, we went through Wu-Syndicate, Wu ventelists Cop a mansion on these other
self worth is the past what you carry in your purses the gift in the curse when you going head first is the ATL, MIA, LAX, JFK luggage all packed and
[Verse 1] Ii??m performin' tonight you know that shit gon' be packed Pay me in advance and make sure that iti??s exact My ex girli??ll probably show up
s got the mass appeal, baby, crank the shit 'Cause it's your God damn jam You say that you want your punchlines a little more compact Well, shawty, I'm that man These other
be the boss You see the way these people stare, watching how I fling my hair I'm a dance floor lover Baby, there's no other who do it like I do it, yeah
'll miss you too much Don't even know what we're fighting for You key my car, girl, and then you go get it fixed I talk all them other chicks just to
9 years, Take your time and add up, I got hits on other people, Not to mention my own, There ain't many in my tax bracket, Man I'm so alone, Pack
I bet you realize this time that When you see my friends sitting outside they were There to help me pack my bags And tell me don't listen to you if you
a jackpot telephone Shame! Shame! But I love your name And the way you make the buffalo roam Oh fly, fly I guess, this is goodbye Oh, you packed up
I got a full tank of gas with the top rolled down There's a chill in my bones, I don't wanna be left alone So baby you can sleep while I drive I'll pack
I shoot the shit without a gun The rhymes I rock are more than action Nothing but that, that satisfaction Action packed like actor Jackson Stand back, yeah here come the blastin' Blastin? from no other
can't run away I need a miracle every day I need a woman 'bout twice my weight A ton of fun who packs a gun with all her other freight Find her in a
done it just for the spite Or did you do it just for the glory? Like a stranger you turned your back Left your keys and gone to pack Bear in mind who
mother loved to leave in style That's why God made the movies Well I laid around in my swaddling clothes Until the doctor came and turned out the light Then I packed
man i got give chick a hand Verse 1 I got some news for ya boy i bet yo think this song is all about you but its really bout the other woman(whoops)
Once again, I'm in trouble with my only friend She is papering the window panes She is putting on a smile Living in a glass house Once again, packed
