re around each other I wish you'd tell me How you feel We do so much Dancing around each other Won't you reach out And pull me in? So many things I wish
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hardest way, ooh la la I wish that I knew what I know now When I was younger I wish that I knew what I know now Whan I was stronger [Fade out]
got everybody screamin' and singin' But these out of shape suckas need exercise So I'ma get up in their mental I'ma work 'em out over the instrumental
have a ?? and i see get and run?? and maybe we can chill out hit up a couple of your spots have some drinks and pass out if not bye bye Cuz I got another
flaws you niggas is soft Thry lyrics is false the reason I?m commin to break em off Got to get mine so I?m takin yours Wishin they never did open the
sun come out to play, I'm tired of living in this rain of Grey, with you stealing my Umbrella, 'ella 'ella Eh Eh Eh. It's been years, still I'm here wishing
be better off if youre close to me Girl and III Now you don't need no gentleman who has to pull your chair out You want a man thatll scratch and pull your hair out
. chorus Sky looks grey in London city we stay graftin cos were gritty *hustle hustle constantly, hustle hustle hustle constantly, Sky looks grey London city wish
, Bomb Squad we're normal, 2005, And tell dem bois to stop bittin? You heard, I wish I had a magic wand so I could make you mine And I wish I had the
Shady came and crushed the game It's really not even fair to them 'cause they pale in comparison So much they might as well wear a skin Don't you wish
that's a damn shame I down Ketel One, bottles of that Grey Goose That white Hennessy, then I smash the booth A real superstar, check out the booty y'
hear cause I'm livin' happily. So why you mad at me? Cause your frustrations gave you grey hairs, 99% of your life's spent chasin' American nightmares, (GET THE FUCK OUT
my problems on layaway A black man but i feel so blue So i smoke green and purple til my dreams come true Then my eyes turn red Sky turns grey Children
any realer? Baby I'm just the realest. (Noooow) back to the real shit, (real shit) mental, methodic push the hottest product, Bizzy through Ghetto College, checkin' out up out
Armageddon, come Armageddon, come Everyday is like Sunday, everyday is silent and gray Hide on the promenade scratch out a postcard And how I dearly wish
him up. Chorus I'm tired of the city life Summer's on the run Birds in the winter sky Are headin' for the sun Oh, we can stick it out In this cold and grey
