' for I can't help it - there's nothin' I want more I would fight for you - I'd lie for you Walk the wire for you - ya I'd die for you Ya know it's true
I'm gon do what I want Cause this lifes made for living You got to know nothings for sure Faith in the stars I'm gon do what I want Cause this lifes what
for the feast The stab it with their steely knives, But they just can't kill the beast Last thing I remember, I was Running for the door I had
it took me a minute to retrieve seven digits But I promised I would call you when I got home But, when I got home I never did By the time I did, heard
From this moment I have been blessed I live only for your happiness And for your love I'd give my last breath From this moment on I give my hand to you
that thick Ma! wanted foreplay I showed her the realest She asked me to go downtown I drove to the village you know! Half a Belve' baboo gets nada I repeated myself for
low and high Know that I?m not givin? up. I give it all up for her I?ll never be enough I wont stop until I find My runaway love [Kanye West] Last name
Know that I?m not givin? up I give it all up for her I?ll never be enough I wont stop until I find My runaway love [Kanye West:] Last name West and
i like saturdays and the rocket summer. blue skies and the morning's air. i like you, you like me. there's something wrong with this picture. let's turn
I don't fuck with no stingy nigga I rock Prada, Chanel, and Fendi nigga What I'mma do with your little blunts and Henney nigga? I'mma Major Coin with
Tre Cool] I got a rock and roll band I got a rock and roll life I got a rock and roll girlfriend And another ex-wife I got a rock and roll house I got
of that I'm like not till I get rich off of rap And I look to the left, she dipping her hips And making her lips, at me I guess And I look to the left
fuck em all ock Hit em hard rocks, right in they soft spot January 2nd until the ball drop I don't lobby for more props, I'm something that ya'll not
comin', when I'm rollin' in my home A son of a bitch, I gotta cough, cough in the summer Love of thug nigga, from my calico, I felt I was losin' my mind
the deepend Stop For a minute or two and take a look at the view I guarantee you'll see something new We only have two seasons; summer and spring So rock
A cold old man that was once child I just want to tell you I miss you I just want to tell you I miss you I just want to tell you Outro: The sun is going
you rock on baby, rock on, you rock on On and on You're a summer time hottie with her socks in the air You're screaming I don't care baby, I don't