been around the world We can take it to the crib And gotta wait til later [?] Girl with them eyes I can never hate ya Make a Playa wanna spend all
[I Stand Alone In My Four Conner Room, Staring At Candles. (Mannn Is This Shit On) ] Yeah, Aye, Aye-o At Night I Cant Sleep, I Toss And Turn, I Get Lost
You better take it from me That boy is like a disease You run and you try and you're tryin' to hide And you're wondering why you can't get free He's
the music play Just a little slower, play a little slower Let him hold me in his arms A little longer Make the music play Just a little softer, play
Come on, chop, chop, yeah man I'm just gonna play with y'all on this, hidey ho Well, hello, howdy do, how are you? That's good Who me? Still hot, I still
[Cee-Lo] Come on Chop chop Mmm hmm Yeah man I'm just gonna play with y'all on this Hidey ho Well hello, howdy do, how are you, that's good Who me, still
The world at my sneakers Gold pieces molded with Jesus features Give streets the fever From the way I spit the Ether Came on the scene at 19, a gritty
CHORUS [Saukrates] Little piece of sumpin' "Play" "Orginial rap" "Play" Little piece of sumpin' "Play" "Hardcore in hip-hop" [
Common Sense] (Saukrates) [Play dis], (play dis) [Play dis], (play dis) [Play dis y'all, play dis], (play dis) [Play dis], (play dis) [Play dis], (play dis) [Play
, Wea??re SOD Money Gang, SOD money gang, ita??s time to play ball play ball, play ball play ball, play ball play ball, play ball [Drake] Take yourself
this how playas rock, see this how playas rock See this how playas rock, see this how playas rock See this how playas rock, see this how playas rock See this how playas
crying now, it's your world Let the music play, he won't get away Just get the groove and then he'll come back to you again Let the music play, he won
Well, Daft Punk is playing at my house, my house I'll show you the ropes kid, show you the ropes I got a bus and a trailer at my house, my house I'll
, Ah yeah, But your heart will never grow old, Care too much about what other people say, And your mind will never ever get bigger if you remember how to play
play, play I like to play I like to play, play I like to play, play I like to play, play I like to play, play I like to play, play I like to play I play
-one loves No light no air to live in A place called hate The city of fear I play dead It stops the hurting I play dead And the hurting stops It
say About me, to those sluts Well, maybe I'm a weasel Maybe I'm a liar Maybe I'm a skinny punk Who couldn't change a tire I'm laying down I'm playing
Even in my heart I see That you're not bein' true to me Deep within my soul I feel Nothing's like it used to be Sometimes I wish I could Turn back time