home Draw me a map that leads me back to you You're my destiny and destination Understand my desperation - you The only place I wanna be So get us back
me what you bout Make that booty wobble Go ahead and work it out Arch in your back, make your booty clap Throw it on a nigga, make a nigga throw it back
Offishall] Yo, kill that, kill that before I Capitol Hill that Do that track and I'm bound to counterattack you Where they at? Bring it back, beat it
out Nobody's got the guts to tell you But I do But I do Poor, poor Mr. Pushover Never had a doubt Now you're going crazy Back, back to the drawing board
tch go run do the dougie, all the gangsta's they love me These hoes they be all on me They can't help that they want me They want me back [Soulja Boy
son shines nowhere else) So homesick (homesick), I?m even missing myself At 25 I turned out the light Cause I couldn?t handle the glare in my tired eyes But now I?m back, drawing
called out Do you hear your name? I'm not confused Let's win this thing We can't back down We can't back down Not right now We can't back down
name, though you were born to me Born to me Cassidy Lost now on the country miles in his Cadillac I can tell by the way you smile, he is rolling back
Laid back in an old saloon, with a peso in my hand Watchin' flies and children on the street And I catch a glimpse of black-eyed girls who giggle when
, if I had your way" What do I know? What do I see? Don't know nothing but the name of the game It's high-card draw with everything wild You bet your
Dre But you can call me Possum Allawishes Jenkins Andre 3000 for short And naaw, I don't want to see your thongs I kinda dig them old school cute regular draws
! Eve ain't trippin' Most dudes is okay, half of the rest ain't Talkin' 'bout what they wanna do, reality they can't Ask 'em what they life worth, watch 'em draw
Pitch Black 6 Kick Back Let Me Purp Her Fight For The Draw Make A Nig** Wanna Show Her Thinking How I Might Of Lost The One I Always Searched For The
Keyshia Cole +I Should Have Cheated+ (nah), I +Shoulda Let You Go+ (nah) I just shake 'em off (yeah), Etch A Sketch a ho (haha) I draw a blank, back to the drawing
you've been gone Way back to New York City Where you do belong Honey, I missed your two tongue kisses Legs wrapped around me tight If I ever get back
to fade There's only us and all masks are obsolete You're still awake and I can sense a smile upon your face So glad to have you by my side Draw back
the table seated side by side upon a special stool. So I said when they were finished with their whole wheat toast and spinach, we should go back to
Cupid, draw back your bow and let your arrow go Straight to my lover's heart for me, nobody but me Cupid, please hear my cry and let your arrow fly Straight
