Mum mum mum mah Mum mum mum mah Mum mum mum mah Mum mum mum mah Mum mum mum mah I wanna hold em like they do in Texas Plays Fold em let em hit me raise
I wanna hold 'em Like they do in Texas plays Fold 'em, let 'em hit me Raise it, baby, stay with me Love, the game, intuition Play the cards with spades
(Kid Cudi) I Make Her Say (Lady GaGa) Oh Ah Oh Oh Oh Ah Oh Oh (When I) Pa-Pa-Pa Poker Her Face Pa-Pa Poker Her Face (I Make Her Say) Oh Ah Oh Oh
According to you I'm stupid, I'm useless I can't do anything right According to you I'm difficult, hard to please Forever changing my mind I'm a mess
[Chorus] What happens when you get involved? N-ggas start telling lies (start telling lies) Both wanna be involved But loves like suicide Now that your
(C. Kirschner) Produced by Curtis Curtis and Concetta (BMI) Bass: Walter DrumsKeys: Curtis Curtis and Concetta Love Love to be a Player. I'm in the
There is a time when a man needs somebody to talk to Someone to talk to, somebody who'll always be there All alone, nothin' seemed to matter So alone
Oh oh, I'm man, get off my foot, ha ha Said, I 'mo take my shoes off and kick up my heels (Ha ha) Just watch me ya'll, umm huh Said, I 'mo take my shoes
Many strange things happen in a studio while the mic is live [Buc Fifty] Yo yo yo yo what's crackin'? It's the one and only Buc-motherfuckin'-Fifty
[Foreign content] Yeah, yeah, a special guest appearance From the slums, yo, aiyo I examine your diameter, third eye, light the camera up Be careful
Right there cool Come here let me holler at you face to face See ace been place to place, I seen a million of 'em They look at me for a split second
Gather around, gather around We are about to spark this potential energy And we gonna channel it to one source Because the energy can, and will be dictated
Intro: Can't hold on. Hook: Hold on is what they say But I say open up your hands and let it fly away Until the day it comes back and it was meant to
Let's begin Asalaam alaikum, people of good will I offer you the greeting of thought manifested skill To finally reveal the open-end chapter As real as
Excuse me, does anyone have the time? No If you knew what makes me tick It'll probably make you sick Lay my days of my life in front of you And I'll
Hook: (x2) The more I look around the more it hurts My livelihook is poisoned my works Fall on deaf ears a messenger bringer With a foreign face and
As I awaken Born from the slums and taken Through the ritual, childhood, puberty, adulthood, maturity And mastery of me And my surroundings counting down
Today Sunday On the nineteenth day of october at one a.m. Nineteen ninety seven I had a vision No, well not exactly like a vision No but like a sight