My Love - The Bird and The Bee Lyrics
My love, let me go again
Right back, back to the top of the
Slide down sad clown
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
My clown, let me love you
What’s that back to the back of the rebound?
Clown hang around
Oh, oh, oh, oh
My love, let me go again
Right back, back to the top of the
Slide down sad clown
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
My clown, let me love you
What’s that back to the back of the rebound?
Clown hang around
Oh, oh, oh, oh
[Verse 1:]
Ummmmmmm
Did you know that everyday is so much more amazing
Waking up right next to you feels like I’m daydreaming
Never thought that I could ever love somebody the way that I love you
We had our days of fighting breaking up and leaving
But you’ll always make it right your smile made my whole weekend
It just melts away right into your hands
Don’t ever trade it baby I believe that we gone make it
Ohhhh
When the rain
Is blowing in your face
And the whole world
Is on your case
I could offer you
A warm embrace
To make you feel my love
When the evening shadows
And the stars appear
And there is no one there
To dry your tears
I could hold you
For a million years
To make you feel my love
All around me are familiar faces
Worn out places, worn out faces
Bright and early for the daily races
Going nowhere, going nowhere
Their tears are filling up their glasses
No expression, no expression
Hide my head I wanna drown my sorrow
No tomorrow, no tomorrow
Guess this means you’re sorry
You’re standing at my door
Guess this means you take back
What you said before
Like how much you wanted
Anyone but me
Said you’d never come back
But here you are again
I have been patiently waiting in line
Watching everyone passing me by
And I can’t seem to figure out
When’s it going to be my turn?
I’m sick and tired of paying my dues
Played the game ’til the end and I lose
So can somebody tell me
When’s it going to be my turn?
When’s it going to be my turn?
She’s starin’ at me
I’m sittin’ wonderin’ what she’s thinkin’
Nobody’s talkin’ ’cause talkin’ just turns into screamin’
And now it’s I’m yellin’ over her, she yellin’ over me
All that that means is neither of us is listening
Yeah yeah, yeah yeah
Yeah yeah, yeah yeah
Yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeah
Ooh it’s somethin’ about
Just somethin’ about the way she move
I can’t figure it out
There’s somethin’ about her
Said ooh it’s somethin’ about
Kinda woman that want you but don’t need you
Hey, I can’t figure it out
There’s somethin’ about her
That’s M-O-N-E-Y, so sexy, I
Damn I love the Jag, the jet and the mansion
Oh yea
And I enjoy the gifts and trips to the islands
Oh yea
It’s good to live expensive you know it but
My knees get weak, intensive
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“Mannequin”
How do I get
Closer to you
When you keep
It all on mute
How will I know
The right way
To love you
Usually the queens
Are figuring out
Beating down the man
Is no work out
But I have no clue
How to get
Through to you
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Don’t tell me you love me if it aint really true,
Don’t tell me you love me just cause you in the mood,
This thing i had for you,
It’s only for you my baby,
I’ll give it so swiftly if you start to act a fool.
So when you say that you love me do you really understand?
Cause lovin aint just about touchin and holding hands.
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“Might As Well Be Making Love”
If tomorrow we won’t even remem
I was started who was right and who was wrong
If this fire will be burnt down till and end
Before too long
If the morning’s gonna turn it into history
Be a page of what we wished we never said
If you gonna wake up here with me
Here with me anyway
Here in this bed
(more…)
“Man Enough”
Are you man enough?
Are you brave enough?
Can you pick me up, when I fall down?
when I lose my place when I lose my faith
Can you find a way to turn me back around?
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(AYYYEE, AY, AY, AYYEE….)
[Verse 1: Young Jeezy]
New shoes on the range rover, good one man (vrrooomm)
Motherfuckers acting like I aint’ supposed to shine
I aint’ the 1, definately not the 2 (nope)
1 in the chamber when we aming at you (Blaou)
The young Bob Barker, the price is right
If you C.O.D. then you could get them tonight
Put the fish scale on the scale
If Roy went postal, all he do is check mail (HA HA)
Low key, under the radar
Tripple black ‘Vet, yeah I call it the stealth
No currency machine, I could count it myself
Almost done, another quarter million in ones
Thunder storm in the body-tap, look what I’ve done
Chump change, I make it rain for fun (wussup)
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“My President”
(feat. Nas)
[Intro: Young Jeezy]
Yeah, be the realest shit I never wrote
I ain’t write this by the way nigga, some real shit right here nigga
This’ll be the realest shit you ever quote
Let’s go!
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