Songs - Page 6853

I’m like, yeah, she’s fine Wonder when she’ll be mine She walk past, I press rewind To see that ass one more time

Oh, angel sent from up above You know you make my world light up When I was down, when I was hurt You came to lift me up

Stack of booty bitches, I got used to this There’s Iceland in my wrist, I think I’m used to this Tropicana bitches, I got all kinda flavors Selling dope all my life, I can’t do minimum wage (nah)

(…Big Sean…) Last night took an L, but tonight I bounce back Wake up every morning, by the night, I count stacks Knew that ass was real when I hit, it bounce back

Yo, he ain’t messing with no average chick, pop, pop He got Nicki, he know that he hit the jackpot Every baller tryna score, check them shot clocks But I hit ’em with them ‘Bron/Iguodal blocks

I just poured a 8th in a liter Got a white bitch sniffin’ on Bieber Are you sure you want to party with the demons Bitch, looking for a phone I ain’t seen it

Be here now Some way, somehow Clear the mess that’s in your head And let tomorrow worry about itself

Hey sexy lady, I like your flow Your body’s bangin’, out of control (uh) You put it on me (that’s right) ceiling to floor Only you can make me, scream and beg for more…

In the name of love, name of love In the name of love, name of love In the name of love In the name, name

Like oh, you know they want it Ay, ándale Oh, you know we got it Ah, smile we say

I’m on my way, driving at 90 down those country lanes Singing to Tiny Dancer, And I miss the way you make me feel, and it’s real When we watched the sunset over the castle on the hill… Fifteen years old and smoking hand rolled cigarettes

And chances are You’re sittin’ here in this bar ‘Cause he ain’t gonna treat you right Well, it’s probably not my place