Chorus: repeat 2X] [Jay-Z] Can I get a FUCK YOU to these bitches from all of my niggaz who don't love hoes, they get no dough [Amil] Can I get a WOOP
goes A step in time, yeah it's a lot to move I know this will be temporary I know this will be temporary I know this will be, but I've had enough I can
I'm gonna be a mighty king, so enemies beware! [ZAZU] [spoken] Well I've never seen a king of beasts With quite so little hair [YOUNG SIMBA] I'm gonna
love me too If I can't love her, then who? Long ago I should have seen All the things I could have been Careless and unthinking, I moved onward No pain
spoken No point anymore if she can't love me No hope she would do so No dream to pursue, so I looked to myself, despise all the things I see For I know
you Christmas Why can't I find you Why have you gone away Where is the laughter You used to bring me Why can't I hear music play My world is changing I
the beast is pondering love love love 'Till the rusty nail grow dim (Chorus) I can't seem to make you mine Through the long and lonely night And I
And frown I could say that I hate you if I try But I've got to say I love you 'Cause it's February the twenty-second And I can't tell a lie
got ballons? I want one! Settle down... I never in my life! I'll take a beer! That Slaton's handsome... LEO: I thought I would be fine But four years
scared That I may not be what I (think I am) What of us, what do I say Are we both from a different world Cause every breath that I take, I breathe
, like a freight train I'm coming Can everybody feel like i do Can everybody feel like i do(Oh my God) can't you can't you trip like i do can't you can
a runner up a perfect score gonna make the final cut it's all good I think I now can play this game knock on wood I'm in the fastest lane to fame chorus
if ya put yourself in a fight Here me kick it I get flashlight how we get it with it specific and artistic Spare rhymes and rough drafts get it done tighter I
wanna sing, can I, sing you a song I bet you'll love it I just wanna sing, I-I ain't askin' for much I just wanna sing, can I, sing you a song I bet
: get funky with it, now put the monkey with it I wonda if I can hit it, or let the homie get it I promise suga once we get started to
left me to date a real artist Ain't it strange how the whole story can be told through a guitar rift I'm a pretentious vendor of invention A sentimented
a bag of chips While I tell you 'bout something stupid I did? [CHORUS] I'm off to work but I'm late (hey) But what can I say? (hey) I'm cool with the
before i'm gun u can run No need for conversation No need for conversation (Chorrus) Aye, Aye Stop that mamma Can't u see that i'm a east-coast fellah
