there in a long, long while I'll try to find you Left of the dial Left of the dial Left of the dial Left of the dial ...
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play it sweet in heaven 'cause that's right where you wanna be I'm not cryin' 'cause I feel so sorry for you, I'm cryin' for me I got up and dialed
'em up, slice 'em up, dissect Put you in a boilin' pot an' let your ass sweat 'Cos I rap on game, you think I'm weak in a freestyle? Well, 911 you should dial
Need a little bit of this, need a little bit of that Some chit chat and that?s why I?m the dude I got a feeling something's wrong I dial your number
with the ? you niggers better call dial 911, tell them i got a gun, 50 till it's nothing left i'ma keep going till there's nothing left call this 13
niggas You learn niggas, F.O.S. don't pull triggers We pull out a stack and pay a nigga to make you die quicker Rolling in Sauk's Acura Dial the cellular
Hong Kong, pimp 'em like Bishop, Magic, Don Juan Man after Henny with a coke and a smile I just pick up the motherfuckin' phone and dial I got my condoms
to the pile Mustard in your smile Lend a hand on the radio dial And the breezes of the seasons Have blown us back to hell It's a stolen telephone That I dialed
car Tryin' to make sence of all that we've said But you can't And the words comin' out of the speakers are the only way I've got left to reach ya My
s in the sky I got a grenade launcher. Aint nuthin to do today, so what imma do? Imma bust on the cops, shoot the street light out on the block, dial
I bust that ass And while that nigga takin' pictures of you behind your clothes Sendin' roses to your office while he's crying and sore Stop wonderin' while you left
voice Or have your touch and kiss your lips ?Cause I don't have a choice Oh, what I wouldn't give To have you lying by my side Right here, ?cause baby When you left
be in trouble if you left me now Cause I don't know where to look for love, I just don't know how Ohhhhhhhh girl, I'd be in trouble if you left me now
there by your side Wouldnt it be lovely Wouldnt it be lovely I I Picked up the phone And dialed your house No one was home Thank you Jesus! I left a
to visit no tombstone to look at You were in the NY Times obituary There's no record no tape no book no movie Some photographs and some memories Sometime I dial
to visit, no tombstone to look at You were in the new york times obituary There's no record, no tape, no book, no movie Some photographs and memories Sometimes I dial
make me do If you (Only knew) If you (Only knew) The way that I feel for you It goes ever since you left me My pride won't let me dial up the phone
