A man is in love, how do I know? He came and walked with me and he told me so In a song he sang and then I knew A man is in love with you A man is in
Like is it the real thing or is just a one night stand Well then (Cole World) Straight up, now tell me do you really wanna love me forever Oh, oh, oh Or is it just a
m a be, I'm a be I'm a I'm a I'm a be. I'm a be, I'm a be I'm a I'm a I'm a be. I'm a be, I'm a be I'm a I'm a I'm a be. I'm a be be be be I'm a I'm a
, go, go, go (Showtime) As we proceed 5 and a half in boys, ass is off the hook Cinderella 'bout to lose the glass off her foot And when I find it, is
man He needs his head put through a cat scan Hey editor, I'm undeniable, hey doctor, I'm certifiable I'm a loose bolt of a complete machine What a match
's a freak, she drive a Jeep And live on the Beach I'm okay, I won't play, I love the bay Just like I love L.A. Venice Beach and Palm Springs Summertime
gutter so he gots to accept it Stripped his ass naked, then I put a slug in him He just another motherfucker, ain't no love in him I put a bug in him
a little more, I gotta eat a little mo' My seed gotta grow I got a reason to flow, a reason to show What I mean is I go off like a champ, when I cling
garage His lifestyle is just a little mirage He the type of cat that never had a menage Backrub, you know a little massage Tight shit you get when you
know somethin', I have faith in the Bad Boys Bad Boys bring it on home, bring it on home Bad Boys Heh, I'm 'bout to do Santa Dimengo on a horse named Bingo A
it Know these beads is more than music whenever I talk to it Destined for greatness and y'all knew this when I doubled the pie Had a shorty and a girl
ring on my little cold finger I've never known the loving of a man But it sure felt nice when he was holding my hand There's a boy here in town, says he'll love
he put up a fight? was he stressin' you, wasn't fucking you right well one man's trash is another man's treasure one man's pain is another man's pleasure
were kids at school Last night he had a few shots Got in a tight spot, hustlin' a game of pool With a couple of redneck boys One great big fat biker man
reason alone To share our love of music I present to you, country music without prejudice, hey Country boys don't rock and roll Yeah, the record man
Word up, our niggas is strapped, ready for war (Get out the H-K) Word up, our niggas is strapped, ready for war (Fuck!) Word up, our niggas is strapped
a escape Don't even get a chance to grab my old school tape Mad with no music but happy 'cause I'm free And the streets to a player is the place to
a escape Don't even get a chance to grab my old school tape Mad with no music but happy 'cause I'm free And the streets to a player is the place to be