. im the phantom of the oprah. sittin front row at da oprah. phantom outside sittin proper. u married to a monster. im the black jimmy haffa. n i keep a ratt pack. nott sammy im
girl, My girl... Check it out. Last things first, Im the phantom of the opera. Sittin front row at the opera phantom outside sittin proper. You married to a mossa, Im
, car started Shes flexible, i know she wanna Kill me, Kill me, Play me, Play me, of her love Im pulling over Marques: Whats this car parked outside
Wale Verse] She said look ma no hands, she said look ma no hands And no darlin I dont dance and im with Roscoe im with Waka I think I deserve a chance Im
got a screw face So many too fake Checking the height, they say they ready to ride Im on the inside looking at the outside So its a accurate reflection
, and your story begins. The sun it burns so I jump right in, I felt the cold sea kiss my skin, I turned around and you were gone, And Im thinkin of
i eat yellow snow on 5th avenue and right now im holding the radio up to my ear since i dont talk you all laugh my books overdue its cold outside but
and so i did the done got it cause im bouta make it happen and she had another friend so i'm bouta got it crackin smoke a blunt outside no lighter bustin
outside, she wanna fuck in the puddle i be there in the do' plus i wanna make a movie got u so warm and wet like a jacuzzi baby seduce me im in my whip
put your hands down and smack a lil' ass with me now Gon' give that girl the eye and tell 'em meet you outside 'Cuz we ain't got nowhurr to (Go but home) And see about the curb (The curb) Go on get your friend's baby girl Im
pussy ass niggas They ain't worth shit Man I remember when that nigga used to be ridin? In that fucked up ass Pontiac And that shit was goddamn sittin? outside
Can I hit it from the back or put ya ass in a buck? Screamin Shawty what's up, are we fuckin' or what, We aint got nothin to discuss im simply tryin
could hook up with a fresh prince she gon know im the boy when i come through that exit ? all on my stomache and my wrist watch cars line up outside
I'm feeling there aint no word in the thesaurus born on the 7th of may I'm a Taurus can't keep my job cos i can't take orders i feel like im outside of
We sit in the car outside your house I can feel the heat coming 'round I go to put my arm around you and you give me a look like I'm way out of bounds
I'm already dead With dough I need to get away And you need time on your own Guess you're better off alone I'mma step outside Can't stop I gotta get
city, yea two times for you hey and one time for the city, hey two times for you hey [J Cole - Verse 2] Look kid, its raining outside boy f-ck an umbrella, n-ggas banging outside