Teksty:
Random Thoughts The One That Got Away

in my mouth About how you really felt You said that we could still be friends something that we had never been Cause somehow we skipped that step as far

trippin' like Frettin' that me n my mens tryin' to get the light Thinkin' shes superwomen, but black Kryptonite Finishin' whatever you start, son Best lookin' crime fighter since myself in part one

's the problem? You got the gun, I got the plant that's how we solve em You got the gun, I got a plant, you got the gun, who's the criminal? Take's me

'all niggas boast too much, about the shit you got I hope the money save that ass when the shit get hot It's Lidu Rock Many think I ain't got it in

classes I aint got it I'm going after whoever who has it I'm coming after whoever who has it you blowing up, that's good, fantastic that y'all, its like that

's the problem? You got the gun, I got the plant that's how we solve em You got the gun, I got a plant, you got the gun, who's the criminal? Take's me

classes I aint got it I'm going after whoever who has it I'm coming after whoever who has it you blowing up, that's good, fantastic that y'all, its like that

so alive Her thoughts are racing Set on overdrive It takes a village This she knows is true They're expecting her And she's got work to do He helplessly

so alive Her thoughts are racing Set on overdrive It takes a village This she knows is true They're expecting her And she's got work to do He helplessly