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and nothing felt right I searched for truth I sought your light and all my restless heart could do is cry Chorus: Everything I held is out of my hands
my heart inside your hand, But you played it with a beating, Throw your soul through every open door, Count your blessings to find what you look for, Turn my
at the tone 'Cause today I swear I'm not doing anything I'm gonna kick my feet up then stare at the fan Turn the TV on, throw my hand in my pants Nobody
, looking for a hottie to bone I gotta drink in my hand, and a ... Popping bottles in the house and models in the V.I.P All the girls make out for the
Lay it on me Lay it on me, put it down on me, oh Put your hands on my body Lay it on me, Lay it on me, now Lay it on me... [Kelly Rowland] What time do you get out
t t t t treat her (treat her). So silly boy get out my face (my face), Why do you like the way regrets taste? So silly boy, get out my hair my hair (
world is my world (Your world) And my fight is your fight (My fight) My breath is your breath And your heart (and now I've got my) Chorus: One love (
the crib Introduce you to my world It is what it is You can be my superstar Put your hands up in this bitch We gonna wild all out before they kick us out
there now So go lover, make mama proud And when we're done I don't wanna feel my legs And when we're done I just wanna feel your hands all over me,
this crowded room, it's like life on the moon Getting lost in my own atmosphere Stars in the sky are the stars in my eyes It's the cost of getting out
goodbye again I could trust you, but it's out of my hands I once believed your promises Believed in every word you said I still love you but my heart
, if I live it, And I'm calling the shots now, I'm the boss man got the whole wideworld in my hand, I'm at the top now, and i did it my way, told them
get the phone out His and her match, we're goin' all out Your crown and my crown, we're gonna ball out Take my time, I won't stall out Stop, take a
appearance When you get here anyway I already got parents Don't try to put me inline I already got crayons My mama said I could do it I already got clearance Keep your hands of my
plane, on my brain, 'bout to do the show 40k contract, take it out the door Dice symbolize my life, roll 'em on the floor From your grubby hands, as you
that Chi-Town made me, that's how my daddy raised me That glitterin' may not be gold, don't let nobody play me If you are my homeboy, you'll never have
