an angel in your dreams But walking the night in your life What does the future hold As it shows a hand so cold Where is the hand of love You've been
She paints on a smile She hears a sound She hears a sound It could have been love It could have been anybody Anybody, uh-oh She waited for love But there
Legend - Chorus] I got the World in my hands, the master plan But I don't know why I keep calling Why I keep all of these girls at my shows They loving
my baby back My boyfriend's in love with a robot Table for three, we got a third wheel For me and you and your artificial intel You can't keep your hands
heals all and heels hurt to walk in But they go with the clutch that you carry your lip-gloss in And look, I really think that nobody does it better I love
stop me (Madonna) Take your head in my hands (Ricky Martin) Tell me what would you do (Madonna) Kiss your eyes, sing you to sleep (Ricky Martin) Your voice sounds
crib with my feet up Phone starts ringing, getting blown up Got another show that I putted up It never slows down You walk in and throw your hands up
' to the sound of his drum (Oh no) I fell in love with my rock god I can't keep my hips from swayin' to his sweet melody You see I fell in love my rock
is lonely at night Keep myself alight by candlelight So she can love you like I do Look me in the eyes and say it's true I ask myself is this love at
and hear me cry Well, that's alright because I love the way you lie I love the way you lie I love the way you lie You ever love somebody so much, you
only waddle with cats that flash stacks Or squabble with niggas that flash gats Then squirt hot pellets out their nozzles And leave a nigga hurting on the block Sounding
I ride to the death, love hip-hop 'Cause Afrikabababa was def, a lot of respect Feel Me? Fuck to the rock, Sean John jury I got the same hands of crap
the same ol' pimp Mase, you know ain't nuttin' change but my limp Can't stop till I see my name on a blimp Guarantee a million sales pullin' all the love
niggaz be leavin they mark Fuckin' with diplomats who love Bailey's Monopolize and quickly get other money fuckin' with Israelis So solid how we be symbolic to a handful
president is black, my Lambo's blue And I be goddamned if my rims ain't too My money's light green and my Jordan's light gray And they love to see white
Oh and I close my eyes and you and I Are stuck on the Ferris wheel ridin' with the motion And hand in hand we cried and laughed Knowin' that love belonged
're all virgins to the joys of loving without fear Come sweet love Take my hand Follow me Just let me be Come sweet love Just take my hand Follow me
May this song reach your heart May your ears love the sweet melody Every note, every chord I've arranged them for you and for me May the sound of my
