thinking About your hair on my pillow When I got up, I shut the door And if ever a good wind brings us back together And we see each other in a
see the game I recognize game like a scout Ayo, I'm bound to wreck your lady as I turn your lady out I ain't about that messing with no other man's
s go down to the holy river If we drown then we'll be delivered You can still see the picture upon the wall One eye staring at nothing at all The other
Gather at the church Say a quiet prayer Hold each other's hands Praying that you might be there In honesty and peace With the whispers of your god
$hort Um, hmm, I'm goin' in I gotta bitch name Keisha, she a real dick pleaser But shawty from Cuba still workin' on a visa Her girlfriend Lisa met her in Porta
nigga's stunt 1st you get the Swishers, 2nd buy the liquor 3rd buy some of that sticky stick, most smokers call it sticker Can't forget the New ports
cars on chrome realla B and slim get out of the house and walk the tone realla Hot boys we livin' legends hope ya heard the word Duckin' the law runnin' through ports
smell catalog numbers stacking, One yellow line racing one untouched spine. Let it relax All the muscles, tendons slack. It's not the worst that you've seen. Ports
many daughters that won't see their mother Too many grandmas that won't see their grandkids They are in the rubble in Port au Prince Earthquake, down
Grass isna??t always greener On the other side of the fence Struggles to make cents Dona??t make sense Gotta be a better way to support Build a boat leave the port
Look out your front door, there's ship comin' in I can't tell you what it brings So carry your grief on down to the port Tonight were bound for other
) I?m hitting your face like the breeze (Summa the time) It's like I rip the mic to so many degrees Huh, I'm docking it in your port, I'm slamming it
soak down through Idaho Let love stay like a Port-de-Paix Let love, let love Let love linger over Tokyo Let love soak down through Idaho Let love stay like a Port
'll dress you up in sailor's clothes, Your jacket shall be blue, and you'll see that Sea-port town called Canadee-i-o." Now when the other sailors
They were hanging on for grim life They were clutching at straws They were sure the ship was at port As it sailed far from shore They were keen philosophers
way to wave and smile and ask you about your mother's operation or something like that because he unlike us actually cares about some one other then
his way to smile and wave at you and ask about your mother's operation or something like that because he unlike us actually cares about someone other
free me of my torture Sur, I'm begging you, free me of my torture") (from Moi, mes souliers) Moi, mes souliers ont beaucoup voyagé, Ils m'ont port