33 lyrics for "H to the izz-O, V to the izz-A"
Alright, okay, I don't dance, no way I just take my Louis rag out and wave it 'round in the air Take my Gucci rag out and wave it 'round in the air Swizzy, need y'all to take y'all rags out, man, T.I And let it swang, swang, swang, swang Let it swang,
Play(Money and the fame) Fort Collins, I'm sorry, Fort Collins, I'm sorry Cause I been on this road, tryna get high from my low Won't somebody tell me where to go, please cause I don't know I might be crazy, living life like a circus ape that's strapped into
PlayRound and round Going round and round 'Cause I'm getting dizzy Boy, I need you here with me I'm falling hard for you We're never gonna stop Well your gonna miss me We cant go on this way All I can say we're
PlayRound and round Going round and round 'Cause I'm getting dizzy Boy, I need you here with me I'm falling hard for you We're never gonna stop Well your gonna miss me We cant go on this way All I can say we're
PlayIt's hard to learn How tears can burn one's heart But that's a thing that I found out Too late I guess, Cause I'm in a mess My faith has gone Why lead me on this way? I thought there'd be no price on love But I had to pay. If I could perform one miracle
PlayYou're the reason, the only reason When I close my eyes and try to sleep I fall apart, I find it hard to breathe Even though my dizzy head is numb, I swear my heart is never giving up Don't talk, let me think it over How we gonna fix this? How we gonna
PlayHoney, honey how you thrill me, aha, honey honey Honey, honey nearly kill me, aha, honey honey I'd heard about you before I wanted to know some more And now I know what they mean You're a love machine (oh, you make me dizzy) So stay on the ground girl
PlayI guess luck is on your side Drizzy 'bout to drop, the game is in disarray I'd tell you hear me out but we both know end of the day Your wifey, your wifey, your wifey, your wifey As luck would have it I've settled into my role as the good guy All sevens,
PlayOh, it's a long, long while from May to December But the days grow short when you reach September When the autumn weather turns the leaves to flame One hasn't got time for the waiting game Oh, the days dwindle down to a precious few September, November
PlayTha fact of tha matter she blow out tha frizzame I keep me some powder so I'm gettin brizzain What's really butter? Swingin' by the tires leave a third degree And I heard there's bouncin' niggas hatin' wanna murder me They gon' have to take me straight
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