I remember you. The best friend of the girl I dated. I'm the guy that you forgot you hated. Let's see what's going on. . She moved to Montreal. And found religion with some creepy pastor.
Listen up, sweetie, we all know. That you're a beautiful girl in this horrible world. In this suggestion of horror, the portraits on the walls. Look at their eyes, they always seem to follow.
I'm not the one that you want, I'll only let you down. And I'm pretty sure that you've caught on. And you can say that, oh, I'm just feeling sorry for my.
I ventured into the dark. To search for a torch. And it would light the path ahead. . Over mountains so high. Far and wide. Searching for a place to rest my head.
You keep tugging on my shirt,. just to pull me closer.. One single step at a time.. Your skin against mine.. I can just feel you wondering.. Fit to be tied,.
At the moment that she left the room. The album started skipping. Goodbye to beauty,shared with the ones that you love. A shadow that has fallen over this town.
I smell coffee. I smell something wonderful. I smell something special baby. And i smell you. Wont you be my lover baby. Wont you be my all. Wont you be my honey honey.
[Course Waka]Ass in yo jeans can a nigga beat can a nigga skeet. shawty got hopes shawty got dreams. i got liquor i got weed. late night beem late night sex.
[Chingy]. Houston (bounce).... Yeah...i like that. Chingaling (bounce).... Nate Dogg.... I-20. Trackstars like that.... Yeah...i like that. I like that.
In the air, in the air. Put your lights up in the air. In this moment, come together. Be as one without a care. . In the air, in the air. Put your lights up in the air.
A little interval. To remind you people. I still do what I do. (laughs). Holla at me M. Let me go. . You talk money I overstand ya. Money is the motive everyday I want my grands up.
(Woo!) Put your hands up {*2X*}. ("Deep cause the whole St. Louis is ridin wit me"}. And uhh {"Cause the whole St. Louis is ridin wit me"}. (Woo!) Put your hands up! {*2X*}.
I, I love the colorful clothes you wear. And the way the sunlight plays upon your hair. I hear the sound of a gentle rain. On the wind that lifts her perfume through the air.
Chingy, Track Stars dirty, well I got a Caprice on 24's. I got a Range Rover with spinners. I got an Imparler with beat let's go. . I do ride Bentleys and coupes.
Nigga walk up in the spot. Wearing that same shit Jesus used to wear (Egyptian cloths). The other nigga talking that fly shit. . (La musica de Harry Fraud).
Nigga walk up in the spot. Wearing that same shit Jesus used to wear (Egyptian cloths). The other nigga talking that fly shit. . (La musica de Harry Fraud).
oye vieja ven paca. porque estas enojada eh. y u mad?. well maybe if you stayed home more and didnt go out with your friends. id be more happier. . so now i got to depend on your sister.
*~Chorus~*. I smell pan. is that you j-lo. i smell pan. is that beyonce. i smell pan. is that achanti. i smell pan. is that you oprah. i smell pan. is that thalia.