Riverdale, he was there, she was there, you wasn't there I was the same ol' nigga Yeah that trap had raised a nigga How could you blame a nigga? Gold everywhere, gold over there, Trinidad James you niggas Came on the set with hundreds to bet But I still

Please come back home Where'd you go? That you've been gone I miss you so, Seems like it's been forever, Seems like it's been forever I miss you so She said, "Some days I feel like shit" Some days I wanna quit, and just be normal for a bit"

I wanna swim in the wattershed I wanna listen to the flowerhead I lost a gallon and still I bled I keep on thinking I get ahead Pissed at all the disc jam Pissed about the 5-ham Pissed about the green state I miss it and I can't wait I stick it to the

He sticks to his guns He take the road as it comes It take the shine off his shoes He says it's a shame You know it may be a game And she tell him that he's crazy I'm your wife Ah, but I won't play to lose He's burning the grass

Meu coração Não sei por que Quando te vê E os meus olhos ficam sorrindo E pelas ruas vão te seguindo Mas mesmo assim foges de mim Ah, se tu soubesses como eu sou tão carinhoso E o muito, muito que te quero

Ah uh, ooh, ah uh Oh give me that, give me that, give me that I'm riding like a nympho Tonight I'm with all that 300 for to my squad, promise I give you all I got Bitch fall back I hit your spot, he don't do that for you I know She got a thing for

Man the whole damn fam gon' touch the sky with me Touch the sky with me, touch the sky with me Tell me how that shit taste Only squad in it cause they solvin' me In the mob goin' up cause they go hard for me Yeah the only way is up, y'all gon' ball with

Made in heaven, made in heaven Yes, it was meant to be I'm taking my ride with destiny Willing to play my part Living with painful memories Loving with all my heart It was all meant to be, yeah That's what they say, can't you see? That's what everybody

Y se murió el amor Morir una flor Del único color Basada en la vida real Igual que ayer Mira bien, sigue ahí Mientras duermes Tengo una mala historia como tú

Roll to every station, murder the DJ If hip hop should die before I wake I'll put an extended clip inside of my AK Hip hop just died this mornin' And she's dead, she's dead Grindin', hittin' Brazilian dimes from behind Yeah, niggaz smoke, laugh, party,