Sometimes I feel very sad I guess I just wasn't made for these times Each time time things start to happen again I think I've got something good good going for myself But what goes wrong I've been looking for a place to fit Where I can speak my mind I've been

Everything I do, I tell you all the time time It's you, it's you it's all for you I heard that you like the bad girls, honey is that true? Heaven is a place on earth with you Sound's good good enough Straight da fuck up you talkin' bout nigga (talkin' bout me)

Fuck fake friends, we don't need 'em And I ain't got the time time, money on my mind Only thing they're good good for is leaving I'll say it to your face, fuck fake friends I've had it up to the ceiling Is there anybody real out here? Got my middle, middle up

Won’t you open up your eyes? It’s just a matter of time time 'til you find Why, why you gotta be so blind? He’s no good, girl No good good for you Hey, good good girl Hey good good girl You better get to getting on your goodbye shoes and go, go, go With your head in the

I've spent the lifetime making up my mind to be More than the measure of what I thought others could see Good Good luck and fast bucks are too far and too few between Catalog buyers and old five and dimers like me. She stood beside me letting me know she

Do you recall? I told you, This was just a matter of time time. We would end up saying goodbye. And it won't be long Before you, try to shoot me out of the sky. This was just a matter of tick tick tick tick

Baby, we ain't never been bad lovers Baby, we ain't never been Love, we can laugh it off But one thing's certain, not one time time never, no We both know we're better off, under covers Yeah, we might not string all the good good times together Sun coming up

If the pussy good, hit it two times Don't be talkin' 'bout me or my bitch, right Keep it 100 with my clique, right Came fresh cold out the strip, right Ciroc shots in the air Oh-la-la-la, la-la-la, make a movie then Oh-la-la-la, la-la-la, make a movie

'Cause its just another day You'll re-live it anyway Say goodbye Sunshine, daylight Give the time time That goes, away You, you lost In space, in time time You'll re-live it anyway.

Good Good morning Get on down Hustlers, that's if you're still livin' Every time time that we hear them Get, get on down Uh, good good morning Wake up, Mr. West, Mr. West, Mr. Fresh Mr. by-his-self-he-so-impressed I mean, damn, did you even see the test