're looking for I want to feel But my heart I gave away You will heal And you'll love another day I could never say this 'Cause to you I'm just a friend
you're looking for I want to feel But my heart I gave away You will heal And you'll love another day I could never say this 'Cause to you I'm just a friend
yeah Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah [Repeat a few times] Summertime in the city And everybody's having sex You know I just got a page from a girl that I
dreamed of You're gonna find a few new friends Get to explore the worlds of wonder Where the magic never ends Time to go out and make your moment Make a
she swore she knew, a friend Run away from start to finish though it never ends In her mind she is blinded by all she sees Close your eyes; just pretend
me something awful just like kisses on the neck of "just friends" We're the kids who feel like dead ends And I want to be known for my hits, not just
You take a deep breath and you walk through the doors It's the morning of your very first day And you say hi to your friends you ain't seen in a while
knew my brother and now you know all my friends I didn't know that you knew them all that well You got me looking stupid so this where it all ends You
seen a lot of things in my life A lot of ups and downs Made a lot of mistakes No matter what, you've always been by my side You've always been my best friend
under your vest by the abdominal (yeah) Rhyme a few bars so I can buy a few cars (uh huh) And I kick a few flows so I can pimp a few hoes (let's go) Excellence
go Yeah, yeah, shawty in my ear Saying all the things that I wanna hear Buzzin' And as the night ends I'ma have her and get all her friends Buzzin'
never fell so deep in love with you and now it aint no way we can be friends (verse2) The way it felt, no faking it. maybe we were moving just a little
niggaz can't get a penny When I was broke, I stole my gold, I pawned I lived the life of a hustler off and on I'm just a brother that lived to tell I
the damn police Called up my friend Joe, a roof job pro 459 on his mind car stereos He said the spot was sleep, he cased the joint a week 3 a.m. on the
to all the gangbangers All over South Central, Watts, Inglewood All over L.A., basically East L.A. You know I'm sayin'? It's basically goin' down Peace to all
but I got long dough Raised like a pit bull, my heart pumps nitro Sleep on silk, lie like a politician My Uzi's my best friend, cold as a mortician
whites I just got a death wish for muthafuckas that ain't right You got black skin Still you gotta show and prove, friend Back to the facts What about Australia? A
Yo, the nigga stepped up and got bucked by my ninja's Casualty after casualty all up in ya Ya not a street vet yet bitch, just a beginner My niggas eat
