cry You taught me why Baby, I'm-a want you Baby, I'm-a need you Oh, it took so long to find you, baby Baby, I'm-a want you Baby, I'm-a need you
cry... You taught me why... Baby, i'm-a want you Baby, i'm-a need you Oh, it took so long to find you, baby Baby, i'm-a want you Baby, i'm-a need you
midnight And as I look to see her face She disappears without a trace... Sometimes I find myself in endless wandering When I awaken in the misty morning And I
love you I just want you If I don't have you never be the same I don't love you, but girl you'd drive a man Insane I don't love you But I need you I
' here sufferin' by my telephone I been left... I been right And when I'm wrong I know you're gonna make me See the light Because you know I know I've
' my daily bread, The more you make, the more they take You never seem to get ahead, You break your backs just to pay your tax Then you don't like the
, I'm with it And you know And you got it And I'm ready I'm so in love with you No lie, I'm telling the truth I'm your woman Now, baby, take me away
I want I want the money, money and the cars Cars and the clothes, the hos I suppose I just wanna be, I just wanna be successful I just wanna be, I just
the place I'm try'na touch you, squeeze you, tell you what's the case Before I bust, you squeeze, outta telly and a case of Cris' I'm tryin' to take
Broke breads with the cokeheads Been down, still I get around like a nigga with broke legs on a moped I said; I'm a "Top Gun" like Gossett Run and get
by assumin My music keeps you movin, what are you provin? You know that I'm two levels above you baby Hug me baby, I'ma make you love me baby It's ten
I doubled the pie Had a shorty and a girl who'd comin' out of BWI I hated algebra but I loved to multiply And I told my nigga Big I'd be multi before
up and draped You fuck niggas got me fucked up, nigga, I'm a shooter Think about the consequences, nigga, I got gouda And niggas with gouda will send a nigga, fuck a
your moms I'm the young god, swagga un-flawed Bitch I'm in the buildin', you in the front yard Life's a bitch, nah, better yet a dumb broad And I bet I
baby Extra bright, I want y'all to see this Turn up the lights in here baby You know what I need Want you to see everything Want you to see all of the
in here baby Extra bright, I want y'all to see this Turn up the lights in here, baby You know what I need Want you to see everything Want you to see
come on baby let it bump(bump) I'm like a music cyclone when I'm in the zone I typhoon everytime I get on a song I *tie coo?* I just went and brought
old freak named Nikita wants the Kardinal to be the face sit You'll get dis-graced kid Cut, bug up you and your baby because I blew Up the spot, Carl
