Boss Michelle Obama Purse so heavy gettin' Oprah dollas You say that you a baller And I see you tryna holla But that ain't how I was brought up Working for my money 'Cause that's what my momma taught me So yo ass betta show me some respect

Love for sale Appetising young love for sale When the only sound in the empty street Is the heavy tread of the heavy feet That belong to a lonesome cop I open shop When the moon so long has been gazing down On the wayward ways of this wayward town That

One day like this a year would see me right Throw those curtains wide 'Cause holy cow, I love your eyes And only now I see the light Drinking in the morning sun Blinking in the morning sun Shaking off the heavy one Oh, heavy like a loaded gun What made

What's Your Name Fool? First they gotta come bless me I'm, heaven's gift, heavy on the wris' I would still get cut and would still catch a fade H-A-V, H get piecy with your hoes It's The Unit man Nobody do it like we do it you nahimsayin'? Straight G's

I put the rage in a river, roll in a thunder But you kept me from going under When that current got too heavy I always thought I'd be a heap of metal And a cloud of smoke, foot stuck to the pedal Sold for parts like a junkyard rusted-out Chevy Fear I've

A rainy night in Georgia I believe it's rainin' all over the world Hoverin' by my suitcase Tryin' to find a warm place to spend the night A heavy rain a fallin' Seems I hear your voice callin' "It's all right" Neon signs a flashin' Taxi cabs and busses

I wear it like a tattoo Hungry for life And thirsty for the distant river He told me sweet lies of sweet loves Heavy with the burden of the truth And he spoke of his dreams Broken by the burden Broken by the burden of his youth Fourteen years he said

I love the way you hurt me I love that you don't care My love is dark and twisted And I scream when you're not there It's the pretty little heavy to hold your head It's like the sanity is hanging on a thread The flesh is cold and needs your nails And the

Can you save my heavy dirty soul? Can you save Can you save my For me, for me, oh Gangsters don't cry Therefore, therefore I'm Mr. Misty-eye, therefore I'm Death inspires me like a dog inspires a rabbit Can you save my, save my

You've been miles away So heavy, California I will love you, can't afford you They say heaven's waiting for you So I'm headed for California I'll be here for you Just hold me, I'm a lonely heart