They spoke their minds As I stood there smiling This brain understood their arguments So I just stood there Keep on smiling Cause it's not on me they'
They spoke their minds As I stood there smiling This brain understood their arguments So I just stood there Keep on smiling Cause it's not on me they
: i don't want to write another melodramatic line i don't want to write anything short of pantomimes 'cause i've been feeling stressed without you being
[Chorus] Ey Silver dollar fresh I stay I be fresh a-all day, ey, ey Silver dollar fresh I stay I be fresh a-always, ey, ey (x2) [Flo Rida: Verse 1]
your momma's couch mami All hustlers who ever bought a eighth from me Take this time out, to set the record straight for me 'Member me? Silver bullet
I have seen where the wolf has slept by the silver stream I can tell by the mark he left, you were in his dream Ah child of countless trees Ah child of
comes, she follows the path to the river shore Lightly sung, her song is the latch on the morning's door See the sun sparkle in the reeds, silver beads
is an open memory book That was the chance I took The more I searched, the more shook with thelma Last night I slept on a rented pillow A silver moon
Yes, and only if he was lying by me Would I lie in my bed once again? I can't see my reflection in the waters I can't speak the sounds that show no
all these things I walked in town on silver spurs that jingled to A song that I had only sang to just a few She saw my silver spurs and said, Let's pass
Mae and Biff were groovin' on the street And just like in a movie, her hands became her feet Her belly button was her mouth which meant she tasted what she'd speak
strikes a silver water And fire lights above my head Now I'm sailing even higher To the fortress that I been land Lightning strikes a silver water
I walked in town with silver spurs that jingled to A song that I had only sang to just a few She saw my silver spurs and said let's pass some time And
I better warn you To make your reservation Your exit's overdue I can only promise he ain't the soul to laugh I've known him long enough to speak on
hurts at nights, I gots to reimburse the vice Niggaz is worse than shiest for the merchandise My words precise 'cause if not, I wouldn't speak it I
The language in the dimmer rooms Seems to represent it's light source well How soft they speak and seem to be at peace With the movement of the music