She stayed with me till the early morning We felt the same from deep inside Cause she's the girl forever I've said goodbye to crying When she's with
wanna get it off I'm completely covered up in your love Before your love, baby, I was muddy So deep with pain 'til you took it from me You showered me with
don't forget where I'll be Right here wishing the flowers were from you Wishing the card was from you Wishing the call was from you 'Cause I've loved you from
just friends with you (you, you, you) And I wish we never did it And I wish we never loved it And I wish I never fell so deep in love with you and now
things I've believed in I just want to get it over with Tears from behind my eyes but I do not cry Counting the days that pass me by I've been searching deep
got something in yo' cup Cause I'm three shots deep and I aint tryna sleep Get your redbull on' cause I'm ready You've been playin' hard to get with
I want to be with you till the morning sun! We pay respect, to our track, to our try! Killer Drop it low to cost to cost from the cellar to the floor from
spirt That picked my house to haunt But I know it's there so I'm nonchalant Yet deep inside I need what I want (Chorus) And I want you to run away with
Emily) It felt like i knew you before we met but now i know that we're together (Miley) It's so deep inside that we're here tonight here with each other
I've been laying low Living in the shadows Spending time alone Conversations with the wall Hanging on I'm just trying to matter And I remain Trying
I've been laying low Living in the shadows Spending time alone Conversations with the wall Hanging on I'm just trying to matter And I remain Trying to
with the sole intent To rip shots an' give you 2OO percent Man, I'm tired of doin' dirt Tired of bein' on the the run from Wyatt Earp Rather be somewhere
me, pity for whoever second guess me Know how to ?manhand'? it's real as it get Feelin' my shit, straight through the cealin' with this Bet your block love it, find me only with
know, we go against the Harlem Jigalo Getcha hoe, lick her low, make the bitch, hit the do' I represent honies with money fly guys with gems Drive with
this bottle Get in the Eldorado And break from this bitch at full throttle You like fuckin' fashion models? That only waddle with cats that flash stacks Or squabble with
stop time Hold up, hold up, hold up We roll up, 20 deep, cock D swole up Get inflicted by my verbal conviction A Bad Boy but far from a Detroit Piston
like quicksand But no matter what the reason, I don't wanna stop breathin' There's dreams to fulfill still Can't complete em with a still kill Face to face with
my shit I wear chrome 45's with ice on the grip I don't shoot it, I roll with killers and criminals With heroin habits they picked up from the penile