There's some idiot in a Volvo With his brights on behind me I lean out the window and scream "Hey, what cha tryin? to do, blind me?" My wife says, "Maybe
was just my imagination Running away with me Ooh, hoo, hoo, hooh Soon we'll be married And raise a family In a cozy, little home out in the country With two children, maybe
betta be workin' 'Cause the Bone and mo' thug on this mission Listen, betta pray everyday Cross us on the way hoe Oh, oh, oh I just wanna separate from the previous, baby Or maybe
For every time that you been there Straight from the start You grew me up from I was a baby Straight from my heart Mamma, I love you dear Oh mamma,
feel ready I'm the one, there's not too many Hold my hand to keep me steady Just to be quiet with you, with you I like it here beside you, dear You'
arms, baby Squeeze me, oh, so tight Show me that you love me too Put your lips next to mine, dear Won't you kiss me once, baby? Just a kiss goodnight Maybe
You took me from my mother's lovin' arms I still had about a foot to grow Whoa, I must have been only maybe seventeen It was a very long time ago Actually
' When I decide to leave, oh, oh All we do is make up Then break up Why don't we wake up And see When love hurts It won't work Maybe we need some time
Until then my dear I'm going, I'm going, going there Don't ask me to make time To travel back and forth Let nature take its course Maybe I'm open from
After I've taken the blame? You say, you're through, you'll go your way But I'll always feel just the same Maybe I'm right, maybe I'm wrong Loving you dear
foolish fancy, dear If I didn't care more than words can say If I didn't care would I feel this way? If this isn't love Then maybe I'm wrong But why
But it is knowing you are there that makes me fine Maybe it's the warmer climate Maybe I'm a smarter primate Maybe it's the beer I'm drinking Maybe
come here, don't have no fear Oh, is there a wonder why I'm really feeling in the mood for love So tell me why, stop to think about this weather, my dear
Magic grand vizier! My dear, my dear I'll write at once to the Wizard Tell him of you in advance With a talent like yours, dear There is a defin-ish
done to me Oh, but maybe someday I will breathe And I'll finally see, I'll see it all in my baby Don't you run too fast my dear, why don't you stop?
with my usual flair Sure of my lines, no one is there Don't you love farce, my fault I feel I thought that you'd want what I want, sorry my dear Where
worry got it covered just listen to Ronald [Chorus] [Snoop Dogg] Hmm, she say them suckers agitate her, told her I'm a regulator Man I wanna lay down witcha, maybe
This Petey Pablo April the 9th, 19-2000 Diary of a sinner 1st entry Dear diary this the 1st time I had a chance to sit and just think with a clear mind