give that birthday While I doubt when I get back your oath Living in a fridge as though as annealed place Without fealing that my feature is beatness Living in a
a toast (Make a toast) Make a toast Do whatcha doing, baby Look at watcha doing to me, baby Make a toast (Make a toast) Make a toast Hey, make a toast
Specters move like pilot flames Their widow?s toast It's Saint-Angel Better times collide with now The tears were warm I feel them still They'll heat
Girls, I'd like to make a toast on the behalf of men Here's to the men we love Here's to the men who love us Here's to the men we love, who don't love
ever find my solace? Will I ever finf clarity? I know my pain shall last And yours will surely pass And all dreams shall be Emptiness and misery A toast
sidewalk so I went and bought a jug of wine And I'll sit here in this alley and keep drinkin' Until the thoughts of mama leaves my mind Here's a toast
[Intro] This is no longer music It's a celebration homie [Chorus] Let's make a toast (Toast) To the young don And to the gangsters, until they postpone
the corners propose a toast We proposin' a toast for all, a y'all man Throw them bottles in the air, aight, word up, propose a toast
A toast to Mr. Tagalucci And zippin open Louis duffle bags of lootchie Braggin loosely 'bout baggin hoochies No logo's on the clothes but the tags say
ve got a party on the line and a grave on hold. like a drunk operator, like a game of roulette, like a martini balanced on a whiffle ball bat, when a
a new champion Here's a song to those who are gone with never a reason why And a toast of the wine at the end of the line And a toll of the bell for
sidewalk so I went and bought a jug of wine And I'll sit here in this alley and keep drinkin' Until the thought of mama leaves my mind Here's a toast
Piece it all together now Because I sell myself short every time Oh, how you became my life You took me in before I could back out Well I still have faith
[Fabolous:] A toast to Mr Tagalouchie and zipping open louis duffle bags of louchie, Bragging loosely about bagging hoochies, No logos on the clothes
Peace it all together now Because I sell myself short every time Oh, how you became my life You took me in before I could back out Well I still have faith