Yo turn my music up Up some more Up some more Up a little bit more Mama always told me to be careful who I love And daddy always told me, make sure he
Hey there Miss Fine, sweet little clinging vine Your actions kind of show me you love me truly, yeah You're warmer than July, sweet as apple pie I can
i aint even good with writin, i aint even write shit but i just felt i had to write this letter to Big. verse 1 (Jadakiss) dear frank white Christopher
Baby listen I was sittin' at home, thinkin' to myself I started thinkin' 'bout you how much I do love you, I really do I would never trade you, never
I saw a letter lying on the floor I couldn't help but look inside I thought it was something that you must have left Left there for me to find All your
If she knew what I've seen while I'm watching Would she know where to smile, what to say? When she leaves from her book to be with me Where's her mind
Why must you treat me as if I were only a friend What have I done that's made you so different and cold Sometimes I wonder if you'll be contented again
[ Don Rich ] I've got a letter from home today mama didn't have a lot to say Said that papa ain't a feeling too good ain't been a eatin' the way he should
[Sample from Memoirs of the Traveler" by The Jaggerz] [The Game] Second floor my hotel im rollin up bout to blaze And zone out to this Frankie Beverly
This is your big homie Bryan B Shynin from hot 103 jams host of underground heat this next one is called paper, from that Tech N9ne Callabos, the gates
Fortunately you Have someone who relies on you We started out as friends But the thought of you just caves me in The symptoms are so deep It's much too
Sell me a ticket for that airplane Ain?t got time to take a fast train Lonely days are gone, I?m coming home My baby wrote me a letter And I don?t care
Seventeen nights and fourteen days I spent time in a hollow cave on the lower east sidea??he lower east side A long way back to your front door I stepped
A cold freezin night. Oh, Baby. Kill em'. I wish I was a boy. A cold freezin' night. Oh, Baby. Ah, Ow, Ah, Ow C'mon, clap, clap, clap. Alright that's
No answer to my love letter To sooth my achin heart Why did God ever permit True love like ours to part No letter in the mail today No answer
This man is at the door of hell...somehow it seems to be his destination after a life of subtle stubbornness. he doesn't expect to find himself waking
I wrote you a letter Things could be better Full of promises You got hope and dream Did you get it? Have you read it? It talks about you and me And the
I tore my letter up I couldn't even start To tell you what's really in my heart. There's only so much that words can say So I sent you a piece of this