100 lyrics for "We all got 'em"

There isn't any other way I have a one track mind Method to the madness One track mind Love is like problems We all got 'em There is a method to the madness, to the madness Gotta have a one track mind, ooh A dark night, remember
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And we all had a real good time. Somebody told me I was out of my mind. I couldn't stop myself from feelin' fine. I don't remember how I got this way. I don't recall what happened yesterday. I don't remember what I did last night. But I know I was
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All this drip on me (Pluto) Gotta keep an extra clip on me (I swear, yeah, yeah) Keep it on me like ID (Future) Ain't no swag for free (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, Freebandz) You can't control my temper (facts) I'll take your ho then pimp her (pimp
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Called and got no answer Wrote this fuckin' anthem, alert you like it's amber (like amber) But she say I'm canceled Did you not, not tell me not to say another lie (lie to me) Not to play with you and I, I Know somebody like you is hard to find Put a
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Faded off the kush I'm gone Only two years old when daddy brought them hookers home Looking like my grandma, my niggas got that ammo We jack son then light up the "L", Samuel Tunechi in this bitch nigga, y'all niggas bitch niggas Rats gone rat and snakes
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(Tay Keith, fuck these niggas up) Tay Keith, this too hard Ring, ring, ring, we drip too hard, ayy (Run that back, Turbo) I got a 19 and it fold in my pocket And I'm gettin' by, let 'em choose sides We get M's in by the shoe size I don’t fuck with y'all
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The kids are back So just remember the Oh, watch out We walk the streets In tattered armies We got the lion in our heart We're not lookin' for trouble Just for some fun But we're all ready if you wanna' start
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Wouldn't you agree Baby, you and me got a groovy kind of love When I'm feelin' blue All I have to do is take a look at you Then I'm not so blue We got a groovy kind of love When you're close to me I can feel you heart beat I can hear you breathing in my
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It begins to tell, 'round midnight, midnight. I do pretty well, till after sundown, Suppertime I'm feelin' sad; But it really gets bad, 'round midnight. Memories always start 'round midnight Haven't got the heart to stand those memories, When my heart is
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Looking for a place to happen Making stops along the way, hey I'll put your coat up on the bed We've all been here since, God, who knows? I've got a job, I explore, I follow every little whiff And I want my life to smell like this To find a place, an
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