a sparkle in his eye Warm and cuddled in a burlap sack Step on the crack and your going to break your mother's back Chorus Have you made it where you
you where he's been Have you made it where you want to be Moon river Have you made it where you want to be Have you made it where you want to be
wrong But it turned out you weren't it, the opposite Of everything I thought What do you do after love? What can you say when it's said and done 'Cos you
gal If you want to make it number one, you're number two now This the Goose and Malibu, I call it MaliBOO-YAH God damn Yeezy, how you gonna hit 'em with
tells you you're no cheapskate reproduction You're sure that he must be the real thing Well, you're damned if you do And you're damned if you don't 'Cause
die, this'll be the day that I die Did you write the book of love and do you have faith in God above If the Bible tells you so? Now do you believe in
liked you when I first saw you, when I first caught you The first conversation was making my blood boil you So now you gonna just spoil it in joy cause boy... you You
going when I ain't have a ride. And when they ask do you do what you love Ima say I do if i ain't got a bride. and I always call faith like big always
we could've made it last Summer loving, would you please come back to me again? Summer loving, wish we could've made it last Summer loving, would you
don't shed another tear You don't have to say a word I can see it in your eyes I've heard you say a thousand times I'll love you dear until I die But
you've no sense of times, things passed you by When you have to fend alone in the night, it makes me cry To think you could have died, my little bride
A stab in the back never looked so familiar. The time has kept track of me for days on end. It seems as if my plans have made plans of their own. I
these Nike airs Tie it round the ceiling fan and end it right here Kick the ladder cause I climbed that twice Hate it or love it, I'm one blood nigga, it
it Anywhere Don't wait The moment will fade And you're on your own Do you think so? All alone 'Cause you never leave your home You were never fine
caliber made by bad ass Hebrews And some surplus tracers for that old bar of Slayton's Soon's it gets dark we're gonna have us a time We're gonna have
coming for you Do you think I'd ever let you Get away with it? He swooned in warm maroon There's gas in your barrel and I'm flooded with doom You've made
