Hey, I'm feeling tired My time, is gone today You flirt with suicide Sometimes, that's ok Hear what others say I'm here, standing hollow Falling away
Billy's home, he just got back from L.A. Plenty of lines but nothing to say Said I, seen this movie and it don't end nice Looks like trouble in paradise
Did you ever sit straight up in bed With somethin' circlin' around your head? And you swot at it as it whizzes by And it's just one pesky little fly
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Babe, I'm gettin' the message it's finally comin' through After the show I'll get a hold of you Baby, I've got your number and I remember your name And
[Bei Maejor] I I I I I told you, not to wear that dress at the club tryna dance up on me I told you, not to push that thing on me If you know I want it
Worry angel's got a hold on me I can't think for myself I'm turnin' gray from being blue You've found someone else This strangest thing is buggin' me
Yo jazzy whats happening man Yo ice cream tee is that jazzy jeff and the fresh prince Yeah tey made that rap tune girls aint nutin but trouble Those
Now, who's hot who not Tell me who rock who sell out in the stores You tell me who flopped who copped the blue drop Who jewels got robbed who's mostly
Verse One: Mase Now, who's hot who not Tell me who rock who sell out in the stores You tell me who flopped who copped the blue drop Who jewels got robbed
I got trouble, trouble I got trouble with goodbye now I got trouble, trouble I got I got trouble, trouble I got trouble with goodbye now I got trouble
But I'm sayin' here I am, say lying and praying That I'm laying something hot 'Cuz baby, it's cold outside And even when it's not, it still is Baby shorties
Lord knows I've tried To do what's right One whole year of staying home Both day and night 'Cause I smell a mean trouble Way over yonder you know I heard
The way you treat me baby Cheat and tell me lies I guess I shouldn't care at all But still I sympathize 'Cause you've got heart trouble, comin' on Yeah
[Intro: x3] Problems Problems Problems Problems upset you [Verse 1: Twista] When I'm on the track you will see accuracy Actually I know that you will
[Verse 1] I'm hot enough to make your skin bubble Packin a Smith & Wesson Uh oh, trouble, don't say nothin You can tell that I'm evil By the arch
Pimp like me, pimp like me, work the bitch [8X] [Intro: Twista] It's a tight Mike production Yeah, it's Twista y'all Straight from the Chi, reppin the
(Jealousy yeah) I'm sorry (oh).... (Jealousy yeah)I mean it too (ooh)... (Jealousy yeah)let me talk to you (oh).. (Jealousy yeah)Know what Im sayin'?,(