pretend to be Soft raving baby, life's lovely Even when the gray rain cloud's right above me The girl's textin' me talkin' about gettin' all cuddly
It's all about the lyrics, it's not about the ego Quick to make a jam and slam sound like the pro that I am It's profound, like the kids from the underground
jingle it baby Wanna talk about cars? Lets talk about it Wanna talk about a house? Lets talk about it Wanna talk about jewels? Lets talk about it Wanna
s what the pimpin's there for She rather deal with a mack and keep her flat on her back Because that's what the pimpin's there for Can you believe this
What you say this was again? Don't worry about it, just relax Come here, let me lick [Incomprehensible] It's gonna cost you I got all of it, baby Well, that's
it, ring it, rang it, ring it Ring my telephone, ring my telephone If it's major, hit me on my pager Rang it, ring it, rang it, ring it Ring my telephone
in love Oh, night after night - oh it's crazy...ooh So many people who said, ooh Girl you've got nothing but time Oh you are a shining star Don't you
know that I've been tryin' to have a real good time Forget about thinkin', tryin' to free my mind, yeah I've been tryin' to have a real good time Forget about
song, Hank Williams ever wrote And I can sing all them songs about Texas And I still do all the sad ones that I know I can't help it, I look like Merle
heard that old Hank Williams drove one just like mine So I thought that something might rub off on me You can take what you want after I'm gone It's
Written by billy burnette and mentor williams. I don't wanna hear that telephone ring 'cause every time I answer the same Old thing Baby it's all over
thing to say you did it It's one thing to lie about your didgits It's one thing to say that you live it It's another for you fuckers to admit it But I
It's one thing to say you did it It's one thing to lie about your didgits It's one thing to say that you live it It's another for you fuckers to admit
Give it to me now Palmdale (Hell yeah) Come back to me (I need you and I love you, baby) Palmdale, come back to me (Check it out, check it out, check
you" He said "Whoa now, it just takes a little longer To make it if you're different, I guess But you just sing what's in your heart, God's gonna do
the game is crazy It's more crazy than it's ever been I'm married to that crazy bitch, call me Kevin Federline It's obvious that he'll be Cash Money
and Yay's temperament And we holding them Ks, that's why homie won't age Isn't it that Tony's enraged, they thow him in cages But now my nigga's loose
The dead Are litterelly walking the streets! Eh, even though the people know about the curfue, absolutly no trace of the police or the miltary yet. It's