Babyface - A Collection of His Greatest Hits
Babyface lyrics
Babyface lyrics
"Where Have You Been (feat. Beanie Sigel) Lyrics"
South St 1 Am Lyrics
Philadelphia today, a face my eyes to see Cold wind to move a tape of songs For this time in youth, a score I've set to you And images of a world that's passing by Lay me down I'll sleep for days
[Beanie Sigel]
Damn how am I gonna say this shit?
hey... hey dad, yeah it's your boy
remember me? I wanna talk to you scrap
I remember being kicked out the house
'cause I looked just like you
Said I'd be nothing but a crook
just like you
The niggaz in the hood was shook
Where the just like you
'Cause all they said was little whitey look
I'm just like you
But dog I can't see it at all,
We never kicked it at all
We never pitched or kicked at a ball
dog, you never taught me shit
how to fight, ride a bike, fix a flat
none of that sorts of shit
Nigga you was an abusive pops
fuck you left me out to dry, stuck
gotta teach news to box
gotta teach news to bop
and that aint the half of it man
I gotta teach news to block
It's about time we have a father to son (nigga sit down)
sit d
Philadelphia today, a face my eyes to see Cold wind to move a tape of songs For this time in youth, a score I've set to you And images of a world that's passing by Lay me down I'll sleep for days
[Beanie Sigel]
Damn how am I gonna say this shit?
hey... hey dad, yeah it's your boy
remember me? I wanna talk to you scrap
I remember being kicked out the house
'cause I looked just like you
Said I'd be nothing but a crook
just like you
The niggaz in the hood was shook
Where the just like you
'Cause all they said was little whitey look
I'm just like you
But dog I can't see it at all,
Come Close Lyrics
Common:it's just a fly love song what Mary J:mmmmm Common:it's just a fly love song what Are we livin in a dream world are your eyes still green girl i know you're sick and tired of arguing bu
shitCommon:it's just a fly love song what Mary J:mmmmm Common:it's just a fly love song what Are we livin in a dream world are your eyes still green girl i know you're sick and tired of arguing bu
We never kicked it at all
We never pitched or kicked at a ball
dog, you never taught me shit
how to fight, ride a bike, fix a flat
none of that sorts of shit
Nigga you was an abusive pops
fuck you left me out to dry, stuck
gotta teach news to box
gotta teach news to bop
and that aint the half of it man
I gotta teach news to block
It's about time we have a father to son (nigga sit down)
sit d
When YouRe Comming Back Lyrics
You are the music that keeps me playing It's not far from June You'll be comming home real soon And you are the sun that keeps me shining and I count the days till you fill this empty space
wn let me tell you 'bout your fatherless sons
how they grew to be men and father they sons
father they daughters
nigga, you left a fatherless daughter
I never follow your orders
nigga you make me sick
pussy you could....ooh
how you gonna leave these memories in the back of my mind
I can see it clear as day you smackin my mom
I 'member that day you showed me that gat, that 9
put it in my palm when I was young
the reason why I hit the block
reason why I tried to hit them cops
reason why I started hittin shots
reason why I started gettin licked
and drinkin syrup and skippin court
ginger bread man never think of gettin caught
look at your hand man damn you fought
nigga you left my mom
left us with no good-bye's
you left us out to dry
you left us with no letters,
You are the music that keeps me playing It's not far from June You'll be comming home real soon And you are the sun that keeps me shining and I count the days till you fill this empty space
wn let me tell you 'bout your fatherless sons
how they grew to be men and father they sons
father they daughters
nigga, you left a fatherless daughter
I never follow your orders
nigga you make me sick
pussy you could....ooh
how you gonna leave these memories in the back of my mind
I can see it clear as day you smackin my mom
I 'member that day you showed me that gat, that 9
put it in my palm when I was young
Out in the Highways Lyrics
There's a chapel on wheels parked at a truckstop, Somewhere in the southern part of Florida tonight; Many are blown in by a strong wind: It's the wind of the Spirit. There's a preacher with hi
and said that would be mine, you turned me outThere's a chapel on wheels parked at a truckstop, Somewhere in the southern part of Florida tonight; Many are blown in by a strong wind: It's the wind of the Spirit. There's a preacher with hi
the reason why I hit the block
reason why I tried to hit them cops
reason why I started hittin shots
reason why I started gettin licked
and drinkin syrup and skippin court
ginger bread man never think of gettin caught
look at your hand man damn you fought
nigga you left my mom
left us with no good-bye's
you left us out to dry
you left us with no letters,