you talkin' bout [Fabolous] According to my old b-tch I be on some new sh-t she was on some old sh-t, now I got a new b-tch think I give two sh-ts you
the sunrise I must think of a new life And I musn't give in When the dawn comes Tonight will be a memory too And a new day will begin Burnt out ends
you get to realize Just as long as you have control Holding the fire Just as long as you can control This point of your desire Great days, it will all
give this thing just one more try bigger tires and a new paint job with flames on the side would really pimp out our ride me and my old pickup truck these days
I just came from over the stove so what you wanna spit? (Chorus) What yo' paper 'bout? Throw them G's up Show your watch off, roll your sleeve up New
, killing the flow, slow venom and the opponent Is getting no mercy, mark my words ain't letting up, relentless, I smell blood I don't give a fuck, keep giving
it's news (new day) - news and days - New time (new time), and if it's a new feelin' (new feelin'), yeah! - Said it's a new sign (new sign): Oh, what
' if there part of your set And why they never get it poppin' but they party to death Yea, and why they gon' give you life for a murder Turn around only give
sweet fire of love D C A D C Am Didn't we cross new waters Am Didn't we mix new blood Am Didn't we build brand new bridges
heat, under my seat, whippin' my five Bassline for all of my people movin' around Give me a pound, all of my niggaz holdin' it down Cuttin' you up, the new
[Chorus - Keys] If only I could see you again I will make sure that those days never end If only I could do it all again Just to have one more chance
) Do you think I meant to hurt you? (No) So let's laugh together, cry together God willin' we gon' die together It's a brand new me, a brand new you A brand new
need Approachin' hoochies with a passion, been a long day But I've been driven by attraction in a strong way Your body is bangin' baby I love it when you flaunt it Time to give
Look into the rhyme Rum to the ripple Sing boo But at times I come in triple Blaow, blaow put the heater to your head Now your dead Wyclef don't give
gets a kick each time he makes a collect call To some guy he doesn't know who lives in Japan He's callin' strangers up at three in the morning Gives '
, we'd all hold his hands down in the waffle maker until he promised to give us everything we wanted Ah, yeah, those were the days. well, merry christmas
I have inside, just how I really feel So many lovers And yeah, I've had big fun But none of the others took my heart My playing days are done Because
days when our love was strong? Can you tell me how a perfect love goes wrong? Can somebody tell me how to get things back They way they use to be? Oh God, give