the son and the heir Of nothing in particular You shut your mouth, how dare you say I go about things the wrong way I am human I need to be loved Just
get these bitches open and let they man hit it Fuck that, you can trust that, if I had a gun I'd release slugs black and bust back See how these players love
Mr. Piano Man Play a song for us (Mr. Piano Man) Play a song for love (Mr. Piano Man) Play a song for us (Mr. Piano Man) Play a song for love Do you
kitchen sink Got a bitch with tits, a bitch with ass A bitch with none, but hey I give her a pass And I love 'em all, I love 'em crazily And they love
you're in love with the ride and I Want - some - peace and quiet!' So we fought a while caught our breath a while I told her how the purple flowers
Oh baby, how you doing? You know I'm gonna cut right to the chase Some women were made but me, myself I like to think that I was created for a special
sorry but... (Gotta let you go) and it wasn't from you Not loving me good it's just you cheated on me Like I wasn't the one baby I loved you so I gotta
a love song i wanted it to be just right tried to make it beautiful but all i could think of was our last fight i was going to play it on piano have
Read up in your magazine just to see what were about Peep into the case, see me, ask Why that black ass nigga flows over the piano? Droppin it good
please come home? Things are lookin' bad I know you would be mad To see your favorite men Prevail upon the land you love America's wondering How we
feel good, it feel so damn good, it feel Baby tell me how it feel when I always keep it real It feel good, it feel so damn good, it feel Yo, now how it
let her know that this real Nigga, we in the field like Chris Johnson It's 2010 how the fuck we get 6 Thompsons Top 10, how the fuck you gonna forget
work out by 10, I told her, bitch, buy a Benz Or even shot a car, I'm getting me some Advil Show these motherfuckers, how Keeba love to drive stick I
breath in it, give praise To all my homies in the struggle, get paid [Killah Priest] When will they profit? The game is where I loose my soul How many
how to add with Dried up black eyed peas on the kitchen table And coming home to a mothers love and good care Never wanted it was always enough But when
