never start again Could I be the dream, the dream for you Could I be? Would I do? Could I be the last surrender Could I be the number one contender Could I
How she could sing the wildwood flower The orphan girl he would love so long In the end he knew she'd been his finest hour And all he has left of her
I'm longin' to see I hope that he, turns out to be Someone who'll watch over me I'm a little lamb who's lost in the wood I know I could, always be good
I like women, I like steaks I like cars with the candy paint And an iced out booty with an iced out make I like girls with their goodie-good-good Woodpeckers peckin' on the woodie-wood-wood
, all alone I give love to my homies, then I bounce the fuck home Bodyguards are something that I just don't do Cause if I'm after you black, I'm gonna
Drake:] I ain't been here in a minute Cut the lights off I feel fantastic right now baby... Yeah... Look... I said I used to cut the porch lights on and now I
and be my bestie? But I take a left and leave 'em hangin' like a testie Trash talk to 'em, then I put 'em in a hefty Running down the court, I'm dunkin
miss, I hit your misses, You are local news, I'm 60 Minutes, I, I hit the target, I hit the witness, I work out in my office, guess I'm fit for business
and be my besty But I take a left and leave them hanging like a testi Trash talk to 'em then I put 'em in a Hefty Running down the court I'm dunkin'
Cent] Yeah yeah, my nick name change, call me tre when I'm snubbin' them billy when I clubbin' them Bop when I'm cuttin them n-ggas dying, I aint cryin' I
And, I'm with Roscoe, I'm with Waka I think I deserve a chance I'm a bad motherfucker Go on, ask some motherfuckers A young handsome motherfucker I sling that wood, I
Woods Yup I'm Tiger Woods And I'm truly sorry I know that I'm no good I would keep it real Be faithful if I could But I'm Tiger Woods Yup, I'm Tiger
understand it, my feelin' for you You'd be honest with me if you only knew I'm not sorry for nothing I've done I'm glad I fought, I only wish wed won
the Benz-y Oh why must I feel this way? (Hey, must be the money!) Hey, must be the money! Hey, must be the money! Hey, must be the money! Must be the
jeans I was left without a penny in my pocket I's about destituted as a kid could be And I wish I wore a ring So I could hock it, I'd like to hock it
with (s) I need somebody I can get serious with (m) I need somebody that I can call on (s) it's thug love and I think I found it [chorus] (mya) Will I
your so called friends Watch them niggas you hang around with I need somebody I can be serious with I need somebody I can clown with It's thug love And I think I
