Comfort Eagle
Cake lyrics
Cake lyrics
"No More Lyrics"
I Got The Right Street Lyrics
I got the right street But the wrong direction Help me find the way To your affection Im on the right train But the wrong track Come on boy Help me get it
I got the right street But the wrong direction Help me find the way To your affection Im on the right train But the wrong track Come on boy Help me get it
Verse 1:
Im gettin a little tired of your broken promises, promises.
Lookin at your pager seein different numbers and numbers.
Called you when I saw you hangin with the fellas the fellas.
Hangin with my friends you always gettin jealous and jealous.
I was with you when you didn't have no dollas no dollas.
Haning at the crib, chillin with your momma your momma.
Never funded you, never brought the drama the drama.
Now you flipt the script, player plead.
Brid
Boxing And Pop Music Lyrics
Lying in bed on a weekday night Listening to the title fight From a town the radio said was Atlantic City The branches brush the windows The hour is early evening And Frankie's beating hell out of the champion
ge:Lying in bed on a weekday night Listening to the title fight From a town the radio said was Atlantic City The branches brush the windows The hour is early evening And Frankie's beating hell out of the champion
No im not the one(Say it again, say it again, oh)
No im not the one (You do or you dont)
Chorus:
You do, or you dont dont.
You will or you wont wont.
No more, no more
Baby im'a do it right.
You can or you cant cant.
Be a man, be a man man
No more, no more
Baby im's do it right.
Verse 2:
You treat me like a lady when you open doors and doors.
But then you wanna front when your with your boys your boys.
How you gun
She Wants To Play Hearts Lyrics
I am a broken toy For a lonely girl Use once and destroy And go find some more Back home, kids play in the leaves in the park She wants to play a game of hearts I'm the rag doll boy With broken eyes
a play me when i bought your clothes your clothes.
The ones that you be wearing when your does does.
You know you never thought that I would have the nerve the nerve.
Think about it now since your at the curb the curb.
Blowin up my pager say you wanna chance a chance.
Listen when I say it player plead.
(Repeat chorus)
I just wanna know, what happend to our love.
We used to be best friends, when did it go wrong?
When you gunna see, how good it is to me.
(Rap)
Boy you promised me case-fade.
But that was last year boy in the eighth grade.
And you aint biggy baby boy, so no it aint "one more chance"
When your friends around you dont wanna hold my hand.
And then you see that girl (Stylin and Whylin by the mix)
Hoppin up the what? (The whips the 5 or 6)
Yes fly chrome, so pardon my tone.
Here go a quarter go call Tyron.
(Rrepeat chorus x2 til fade
I am a broken toy For a lonely girl Use once and destroy And go find some more Back home, kids play in the leaves in the park She wants to play a game of hearts I'm the rag doll boy With broken eyes
a play me when i bought your clothes your clothes.
The ones that you be wearing when your does does.
You know you never thought that I would have the nerve the nerve.
Think about it now since your at the curb the curb.
Blowin up my pager say you wanna chance a chance.
Listen when I say it player plead.
(Repeat chorus)
I just wanna know, what happend to our love.
We used to be best friends, when did it go wrong?
When you gunna see, how good it is to me.
Mmm...I Like Lyrics
Baby I knew at once The way you looked at me I think you know what I feel for you Tell me I'm all you need 'Cause when you're next to me I wanna give it all to you Bridge: The way y
Im tired and im through with all your lazy games.Baby I knew at once The way you looked at me I think you know what I feel for you Tell me I'm all you need 'Cause when you're next to me I wanna give it all to you Bridge: The way y
(Rap)
Boy you promised me case-fade.
But that was last year boy in the eighth grade.
And you aint biggy baby boy, so no it aint "one more chance"
When your friends around you dont wanna hold my hand.
And then you see that girl (Stylin and Whylin by the mix)
Hoppin up the what? (The whips the 5 or 6)
Yes fly chrome, so pardon my tone.
Here go a quarter go call Tyron.
(Rrepeat chorus x2 til fade