And it's been forty days - I've tried forty ways - You will never quite leave your sins behind - They'll haunt you, taunt you until the day you die -
: Forty days and forty nights Since my baby left this town Sunshinin' all day long But the rain keep comin' down She's my life I need her so Why she
But the kid is not my son She says I am the one, but the kid is not my son [3rd verse] For forty days and forty nights The law was on her side
a girl who claims that I am the one But the kid is not my son She says I am the one but the kid is not my son For forty days and for forty nights the
'm King Kong meets Vince Vaughn and I play like a champion I'm a Monday ball-e? Nah B, all week Seven days of black power naps every forty eight half
Mistress (On and on and on and on and on and on and) Over the backs of the lines as we growl, motherfucker We are livin' in the last motherfuckin' days
now, that he's, locked away he can't get no love on visiting today Holla holla, pop yo' collar Shit a nigga just tryin to get a wet forty dollars to get
He said, ?I was in my early forties With a lot of life before me When a moment came that stopped me on a dime? ?I spent most of the next days, looking
nobody to go for my bail The judge and the jury they took the stand The judge hold the paper in his right hand Forty-one days, forty-one nights Forty
to take the heat Are you ready to blow the steam Are you ready to bag the street You got nothing to lose - but your chains For forty days and forty
anymore, no, no, no, no Then she took a pill She washed her feet in the mud She said, "Look out son You know, I just ordered a flood For forty days and forty
seat Lord, they put me in the jail house For loafin' on the street Well, the judge said guilty He made his point He said, "Forty five dollars Or thirty days
let you know I still exist I hope the next boy that you kiss Has something terribly contagious on his lips But I got a plan, drink for forty days and forty
in Minnesota We're headin' for the biggest ball of twine in Minnesota Oh, we couldn't wait to get there So we drove straight through for three whole days
East 1999, my niggas Thinkin' 'bout back in the days when the year was '89 Little nigga on da grind, gotta get mine doing my crime Wid two in here, steady
't lose no sleep over nuthin' You can save it friend, but all these years Face to face, ain't nobody said nuthin' Livin' in these wicked days, tryin'
?s still St. Clair wig-split Four other niggas that I run with You don't wanna fuck with Dollars and dollars but still we gotta get mo Remember back in the days