I cry, baby, you cry (You cry) When we cry, baby, it's like (Yeah) You know, you know (Ohh, oh) How love goes When I cry, baby, you cry When we cry,
cry baby, you cry (You cry) When we cry baby, it's like (Yeahh) You know you know (Ohh oh) How love goes When I cry baby you cry When we cry baby it'
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I thinking? wasn't trying to be cool its Just the thrill of the danger get so filled up with anger When a stranger get to violating He sleeping on me wide awake, bitch i,ll
meanin' in walkin' in the rain Yeah girl, but don't feel that pain Today you call me soldier (When I want to cry around your shoulder) I'll give you my
After all that hard work (Kid Capri) Clap your hands to the beat, C'mon, just clap your hands to the beat Freak it now (LL Cool J) One of the biggest
gonna tell her ass Stella had to get her groove back, nigga move back Who me, I'm just moving on Mary J. said the best when said that I'm not gon' cry
find your soul hoe straight buddah smoke We robbin' hoe, cause a niggah know leavin' them (?) sorrow Thats why I'll never know the secrets of the many double quickly You'll
with her, than kill you wit' a rhyme that I wrote, Count how many mics I smoked, minus the goat(ll cool j diss) Bus is dope, my battlin' average higher
I'm not jimmy walker, but I'm not a swarteneger You know I got the build of a regular man I'm not a j.j., but not no conan Just maestro, not second or
what your all about The ones your life wouldn't be the same with out them damn Cool peoples and you'll always be, cool with me Cool peoples and you'll always be, ever so cool
mess with Game and 50 But neither one of them called you back Ask J.R., my car was pushed To the limit on Cool & Dre Plus Rick Ross was hustlin' That
it up I can't let us self-destruct [Hook: Marc Dorsey] Baby smile today 'cause I been imaginin' more ways I'm gon' love you better When your friends'll
Some fellas talk to her but she walks by She can only say no, it's not do or die Like Bedstock, it's natures' way A sweet love story from LL Cool J
on Jamal Wilkes, man imma pop that J He'll call me silk til my dying day The gods got angels with guns in hands Man bullets that'll rip through a Man
After all that hard work (kid capri) Clap your hands to the beat, c'mon, just clap your hands to the beat Freak it now (ll cool j) One of the biggest
to show my weaker side Now it's much too late to cry, cry, cry I was blind to put my trust in you If you leave me, I'll fall apart Did you plan to
