Take it, take it all, take all that I have Take it, take it all, take all that I have Take it, take it all, take all that I have Take it, take it all
desert For a thousand days ( ohhoh ) Don't know if it's a mirage But I always see your face, baby I'm missing you so much Can't help it, I'm in love
, took my lumps Fell down and I got right back up But I need that spark to get psyched back up And in order for me to pick the mic back up I don't know
it's all you cant take. You've made a mess before, I kept coming back for more 'Cause I never thought you'd end it this way And yes, I'm leaving you it
Tight rope walking ain't that hard After slamming back a few You're laughing now but it ain't that funny When we get through with you Tell me, we're
picked up the phone Said babe I miss you come back home It can't be long, boy it can't be long He said I hate this place I miss your smile, I miss your face
mind? Umm, well, of course not I'll just take it for a little spin And maybe show it off to a couple of friends I'll just cruise it around the neighborhood
we know it, it all begins with Him Life as we know it, it all ends with Him If I was you I would never try to pretend with Him He might spaz and blow it
shit but I back it up though see it's a difference, a lot of niggaz pop shit But a lot of niggaz don't make hits But it's like this whole Bad Boy shit
Momma told me one day it was gonna happen But she never told me when She told me it would happen when I was much older Wish it would've happened then (
I won't hear it 'Cause it's different from the streets, I'm missin' my hood now Missin' all the blocks 'cuz I'm surrounded by woods now It's supposed
one One, one, one, one One, one, one One, one, one Let me ask you, what you got against me? Is it my girl or is it the Bentley? Is it my house or maybe
, can't recoup I'll be damned if you get more points than me Sell more joints than me Steal your faith, take a puff, inhale my name Smoke on it, shit, choke on it
t talk about licking if it ain't deepthroat ma I give you great dick, I make your face flip Then take ya aboard a nigga Spaceship Star Trak, my fault
I was feelin 'em Them days kept a crisp cold dollar bill on 'em I lived it out -- special delivery I spit it out -- special delivery I sniffed it out --
colored big Benz with the top broke off Fix your face, we back on the paper chase Never left, so I ain't gotta take your place Fuck the fake bogus niggaz
gonna do when it's your turn to go? What you gonna do when you can't take no more? You gonna cry like a bitch or take it nice and slow? What you gonna