think she could live like this? So she prays to God To believe in trust, In hope, in life, in love Whoa, I?m coming back to the world I, I?ll start
she think she could live like this? So she prays to God To believe in trust, In hope, in life, in love Whoa, I?m coming back to the world I, I?ll start
to take your phone 'Cause you far away from home Baby let me be your tour guide I'm your burger You my fries (Diddy) Run through sets Come through
Ran out of ammo and started, throwin' bottles Runnin' and I ain't lookin back for shit Crooked ass bitch, today I get you back for this I'll get you back
I got, I got, I got, I got your back boy (Yeah, you got my back, right?) I got, I got, I got, I got your back boy (Of the world though, you got my back
you Twitter followin It?s too many girls I know I?m never gon? sex But we can phone sex Touch your own breast Call my phone; 804-335-0051 Songz Wanna
[Intro] Call me.. call me.. all you gotta do is call me call me .. all you gotta do is call me call me.. all you gotta do is call me call me [Chorus]
shows are no slacks, I believe is has nothing no, no coming back, Makin money thinking you own that, Just ridin threw the hood you might have to push your way back
running from Lady Death, still I'm shady Okay, they say he schizophrenic and crazy Back in the 80's tryna get up out the foster homes in dreams a teen
thangs Infatuated by what money brangs It seems to me you hoes will never change So all that's left is for us to exchange I called her up on the phone
s and ain?t smilin' And I?m drivin' to a place they?re all warrin? The lake we build houses but it?s the hood we call home In the ghetto the only place
fo' myself and take the work back home Call that nigga on the phone I just got knocked And the cops was askin' 'bout you, come get me hot Never showed
world) -- Tony 'Scarface' Montana [ continues through intro ] Hey Shit Yeah nigga, that's That - that - that This - this is some - ehm What we gon' call
my phone Scam my wife when I'm not home Bitch I'm gone, tryin ta come back phat Facemob where ya at? (Right behind ya and we strapped) Strapped with
, there's gotta be more, this can't be us Now as I walk into the studio, to do this with Jig' I got a phone call from one of my nigs Said my homeboy
Can you believe it? Take a lil break and get off the streets, clear my mind from the shit I see In a world full of smoke, contact from the weed, that
