hey JoJo yeah, I know your name I thought I saw you jump the Utah train but I could not say I could not say heard you tried to keep your hat on a shelf
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Oh baby, I don't wanna know [Verse 2 - Mario Winans] Oh baby I think about it when I hold you When lookin in your eyes, I can't believe I don'
then I think of how we were so real I never wanted our love to ever have to end So, I think about you every now and then When I hear a certain song,
's how I knew this story would break my heart When you wrote it That's how I knew this story would break my heart That's how I knew this story would
Cover me with pretty lies Bury my heart at wounded knee, bury my heart at wounded knee Bury my heart at wounded knee, bury my heart at wounded knee Bury my heart
I love you Then I have to say goodbye And I will miss you when winter comes And when the summer is here And I will listen to wind and wave And I'll
played it to the beat, (Tears are gonna fall, rolling in the deep), Baby, I have no story to be told, But I've heard one on you and I'm gonna make your
But I don't know why I keep calling Why I keep all of these girls at my shows They loving me but I don't know why I keep calling Why I keep calling you
held me Oh I'm scared to see the ending Why are we pretending this is nothing? I'd tell you I miss you, but I don't know how I've never heard silence
Though I've never met you And we've spoke not a word I'll never forget you Through the stories that I've heard For you, unknown brother My baby's mother
yeah, I'ma up at Brooklyn, now I'm down in Tribeca Right next to De Niro, but I'll be hood forever I'm the new Sinatra, and since I made it here I can
life until that bitch came I went hard all fall like the ball teams Just so I can make it rain all spring Yall seen my story my glory I had raped the
Run Run I Will Make Ya Run I Will Make Ya Run I Will Make Ya Pay Me For It Run I Will Make Ya Run I Will Make Ya Run I Will Make Ya Pay Me For It
me, hold me Closely, closely" That's when I should have ran 321, it's the final meltdown, I want out now I wish I would've known to doubt you I'm better
black child I told Moms I would be somethin' I gave myself to the world now it's like you owe me somethin' Listen up, I got a story to tell It's like
far, too far... I come apart. It's too hard, too hard. I want you back in my loving arms. You are my heart. You are... You are. I said I suffer, suffer
Acting like a slut when I was gone Maybe you shouldn't, oh Kiss 'n' tell You really should've kept it in your pants I'm hearing dirty stories from your
