Monday, June 14, 2010
BOY
Fussin’ and fightin’, we back at it again
I know that, its my fault, but you don’t understand
I got memories, this is crazy
You ain’t nothing like the boyl I used to know
Good with ma, good with pa, cool with all my niggas
I should try to decide, wanna let u in, but no
That means memories, and its crazy
You ain’t nothing like the boy I used to know.
boy I really wanna work this out, cause I’m tired of fightin’
And I really hope you still want me the way I want you
I said I really wanna work this out, damn boy I’m tryin’
Its no excuse, no excuse
But I got this ice box
Why cant I get it right, just cant let it go
I opened up, she let me down, I wont feel that no more
I got memories, this is crazy
he ain’t nothing like the hel I used to know
I don’t mean to take it out on you baby but I cant help it
Cause my heart is in the same ol’ condition that baby left it
And I, I apologize, for makin’ you cry
Look me in my eye and promise you won’t do me the same
don’t wanna be stuck up in this cold cold world
Don’t wanna mess this up better keep your eye on me boy
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yerr..ya ng lagu ice box la
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