to know I?ll see you when I get home Oh what a celebration I hope You all will come The Father now is waiting and Soon He?ll call us home
Good to know I?ll see you when I get home Oh what a celebration I hope You all will come The Father now is waiting and Soon He?ll call us home
Gansta, gansta Gansta, yo That's right Journey through the life of some real niggas Some real niggas, you'll never see what I've seen When I sleep, I
I want it I'm gon' have it Regardless if it's handed to me or I gotta grab it Don't make a ass outta yourself tryna stop me I'm cocky, rap's "Rocky",
ll ever have). And the worst is I'm thinkin, you thinkin' that it's nothing, When it's love, I be buggin, your lucky i'm only cussin. I swear I'll be last chick (that you get mad), I
talk like he a Don Homes hoppin out the Jag that's Max haitian cat Kill a nigga quick remind me of Haitian Jack I peep his style son I know his stelo
no way to keep 'em quiet With T.I. and Shady, baby, we 'bout to move inside a ride When we touchdown When we get in town you know how we getting down
me think Should I be worryin' about if I can handle you Damn right, I'mma get that thang And I'mma put my name on it All night I'mma whip that thang
them are from homes without a father so there's a 50/50 chance that you'll marry a coward something to think about when you're taking a shower something to swallow when
lost it, but I got too much to lose say what you want about Joe but I stood my ground bitch, I get it up myself you just put it down they say I put my
used to laugh All my Cousin's moved out We all got divided As i started to get older I seen God providing I've seen ?50 last 3 months solid I got my
I let him know we bout that cake straight up the gate uh We independent women, some mistake us for whores I'm sayin', why spend mine when I can spend
pregnant too I'm out to be a father If I have a daughter, guess what I'm a call her? I'm a name her Bonnie I read about your Uncle Ronnie too, I'm sorry I
hope You inhabit my heart 4. Home © Vigoda 1993 I am holding something precious It is mine, but not my own When I'm lonely I hold it gently And I know I
