Yeah, yeah, c'mon. Man, I just do what the due is due. C'mon, yeah, you heard it man. I just do what the due is did now. . I been makin' hits since underage.
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. Get money, make money. Why's it always got to be about some money?. 'Cause I was born to have it, you satisfied. . In my life, money comes and goes.
[mase]. Uh, uh, uh, yo. Harlem world gon' make me rich. Harlem world gon' take your bitch. Harlem world is the place to be. This m-a-dollar sign-e. . [stase].
Uh, the world is back, World War II. Harlem World be the clique. Any nigga don't like it, he's a dick, nigga. Shit we 'bout to do is the illest shit ever seen,.
Oh, daddy, you know you make me cry. You make me cry too. How can you love me, I can't understand why. I just wanna know why. . Oh, daddy, you know you make me cry.
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(VERSE 1). i have been the prodigal. i have been untrue. i have stood for lesser things. when i could've stood for you. call this my confessional. from this moment on.
(Verse One). 'cause Im a man who will fall in love with you any day how bout it babe. I would love to feel your warm embrase. We can cuddle by the fire place.
How could you believe in me,. when I don't know myself.. Why should you even deal with me,. when my mind's on (to) someone else.. . Oh why tell me are you loving me,.
Mr. Cool. . (Tamia). Here we are right now, my baby.. Saw you standin' in the crowd, just waitin',. For me to call you out, and take this, to another level... baby..
Ooo ooo ooo ooo ooooooooooooo. Wes. Young. Mann. J J J R. Official entertainment. Oooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo. . Let the games begin. This double end.
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V'la les amateurs de chambrettes, les bretons qui se la ptent, les dchireurs de galettes, les bouffeurs de crpes. Aprs avoir brav bien des galres et des temptes, regarde bien la tte des jeunes guerriers celtes. Il y a le loup, le renard bien sr il y a la belette, autocritique parfaite mais a reste correct, pas d'ide abjecte, c'est pour faire la fte. Voil comment Manau avance sans se prendre la tte..
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Verse I. Sometimes I feel like I want to quit. No one will notice if. I forfeit my soul blow myself with a clip. That's my father did no gun, a noose and he hung.
Intro:. Yeah huh what. Alright cool. Yeah huh what alright yeah what what, uh uh. M.A.N.A FESTO, exposing light, and take aim what yeah. . Verse I. Another cold night 360 flip swiftly down six hit me, is she busy?.
Its a friday night. I'm feelin good and lookin right. but thats not whats on my mind. I just wanna dance, do a lil wind. Its about that time, to let it all go.
I see you watching. You're so afraid to move. The music's bumping. So what you gonna do. The DJ's calling, You're stalling. Come on stop taking so long.
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