75 lyrics for "All the things you got"
Passionate from miles away Passive with the things you say Passin' up on my old ways I can't blame you, no, no Fuck that shit 'Cause we're fallin' apart Hold on, hold on, fuck that Hold on, I got to start this mothafuckin' record over again, wait a minute
PlayBoy it's good to know I got a bud like you Way up, way up Way up to the sky When everybody here is sneaking in and getting high Way up to the moon Kicking in the basement To pick me way up, way up Enough, enough Hating all the same things too
PlayThrough all the hardship, you know you're a friend of mine The kind that lasts a lifetime Yeah we got friendship 'Cause we got friendship Said what's wrong my old time friend Something's bothering you Tell me what the problem is I'll see what I can do
PlayIs that lost on you? To all the things I’ve lost on you, oh Tell me are they lost on you, oh Just that you could cut me loose, oh After everything I’ve lost on you So smoke 'em if you got 'em 'cause it’s going down All I ever wanted was you Let’s raise a
PlayWhen he's face to face with that ole', kill or be killed We've got to learn to swallow our pride It's hard just to let things ride Maybe one day things will change As of right now, let me show you something You know a nigga, I be tryin' to chill But now
PlayGot up this mornin', just about the break of day Got up this mornin', feelin' round for my shoes You know, I cried last night and all the night before You know, love's a hard ol' fall, make you do things you don't wanna do I got a letter this mornin, how
PlayHey hey hallelujah, hey hey hallelujah I really got a hold on you, you're begging me for more You never seen nobody do the things I do before singing Yeah I drive you crazy and your heart's about to break You're begging me for mercy, don't know how much
PlayFucked in the head from all the things that we did But I will never forget I need you, my medication I push you away until you beg me to stay Just for the thrill of the chase, you got me I don't know what to do So I push you away until you beg me to stay
PlayIn this thirty five mile an hour town Mama locked the door last night For the first time in all of her years I said mama you gotta be kidding me She said things ain’t like they used to be round here You just wouldn’t believe it Kids growing up without
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