goodbye doesn't mean We'll never be together again If you wake up and I'm not there, I won't be long away 'Cause the things you do my goodbye girl Will
casket, the hurt, I couldn't mask it Mixin down emotions, struggle I hadn't mastered I coreograph seven steps to heaven And hell, waiting to exhale and make the bread
loves crime every late night he's outside with the nine You ain't got chips, fuck the world you got chips, you can fuck the next mans girl Sounds harsh
can rhyme nigga loves crime Every late night he outside with the nine You ain't got chips fuck the world You got chips you can fuck the next mans girl
you girl, thank you girl I'll love you till the end of the world With your eyes black as coal And your long dark curls Thank you girl, thank you girl
Hello hip-hop, goodbye music It's like a love hate relationship Ridin' in the Ferrari while takin' trips Compared to beer takin' sips Sittin' somewhere
as my girl Come back, come back Lover this is where you belong In my arms, in my world Come back, come back Lover this is where you belong In my life, as my girl
Say goodbye to peace and clam Because they've decided who to bomb Big plans at the pentagon, so I turn my TV on All I see is Girls Gone Wild, and "
Thenardier What to do? What to say? Shall you carry our treasure away? What a gem! What a pearl! Beyond rubies is our little girl! How can we speak of
THENARDIER What to do? What to say? Shall you carry our treasure away? What a gem! What a pearl! Beyond rubies is our little girl! How can we speak of
for your love The queen is in the palace But my sister's in the rain Neon girls and gunshots Tickin' through my brain They give you some detection Bread
make it out the hood (out the hood) You wanna flow like Bizzy did Just keep the faith, and it's all to the good [Bizzy Bone] Your girl is cheatin on
wise or weak?' You wonder, baby Goodbye Reason, Hello Rhyme Look out, girl Something some time Come along and blow your mind Watch out, girl Somebody
the casket, the hurt, I couldn't mask it Mixin down emotions, struggle I hadn't mastered I coreograph seven steps to heaven And hell, waiting to exhale and make the bread
, me an' the Gods get it ripped Blunts in the dip, forty dogs in my lip Had a box, 'Boom Boom' the bass will blast We was laughin' at all the girls that
outta town come a local clown in a '65 Impala Had a 'coon tail flyin' off a' his whip antenna We was haulin' a load a' them go-go girls Truckin' 'em
Yea I say goodbye to Cinnamon Street Spring time is here and the air is so dry and sweet I walk in a cloud, the smell of cinnamon bread It's in my blood
If I say goodbye it'll grieve you Denver means the whole world to you Girl it breaks me up just to leave you But I got things that I gotta do Got to
