't expect your memory to let me ever forget it Ah, once in a while I live through a minute and you ain't in it No, you ain't in it
t expect your memory to let me Ever forget it But once in a while I live through a minute And you ain't in it It didn't take a clock to alarm me I was
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it on you fools trying to run up in (What's the matter Big Momma, don't you like what you see?) Like my girl Mary B., you just ain't runnin' up in me
majesty's marines Your love ain't just the cover it's the whole magazine For your love I'd stop a freight train single handed Straighten out the bends in the Rio
motherfuckin job kid If you a thug then you recognize what you see before you Eyes and ears said freddie foxxx is here I been waitin it, doin it, sayin it
could buy someone not Flammable, air brain-able, recycle-able, no I ain't full of bull Didn't need a down payment on that pretty little plastic thing It
Yeah baby Motherfuckin' pimp that's what he be Cashmere baby Don't get no hotter than that Sho' you're right Sho' you're right them niggaz know Check it out, check it out, check it
strings Chorus You've got my heart a-coverin' Some unfamiliar ground I've never felt like this before Until you came around If I ain't already fallin' I guess it
got a real good feeling about it Is it meant to be? Do I think it's gonna last? Don't ask me, I ain't going there, I ain't touching that But I'll tell
Some people say there's no American dream I hear them talking but they don't say a thing I still believe you've got to give it to get Baptize your every
I can't think straight, I can't concentrate, and I need to shave. I go to work and I look tired, The boss man said son you gonna get fired, this ain't
's Marines Your love ain't just the cover It's the whole Magazine! For your love I'd stop a freight train Single-handed. I would straighten out the bends in the Rio
no guy, but I can fuckin get you high I won't tell you any lie, I don't play with any mind She know about the l-o-t and how we roll She know about the
Diamond] If you ain't got no dough Then what you here for? If you ain't got no hos Then what you here for? If you ain't got no smoke Then what you here
it on you fools trying to run up in (what's the matter Big Momma, don't you like what you see) Like my girl Mary B. you just ain't runnin' up in me You
was fake But wait, he got singles in his cake, I ain't fuckin' with him Number one rule, always keep your cool, even though you ain't a fool And you
