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Brotha

[Verse 1]He is my King, He is my oneYes he’s my father, Yes he’s my sonI can talk to him, cuz he understandsEverything I go through and everything I amThat’s my support system, I can’t live without himThe best thing since sliced bread,Is his kiss, his hugs, his lips, his touchAnd I just want the

Bottles & Cans

Everybody wants some type of success in lifeLike every woman wants to one day be a wifeYour success is measured, but to a degreeCuz all the money in the world don’t add up to you and me [1] – I’d rather be pickin’ up bottles and cansIf you can’t be my manI’d rather be homeless

Pissed Off

[Intro]Uh, yeah, try to be coolTired, feeling all that, you know what I’m sayin’?Positive, you know what I’m sayin’?Check it [1] – So pissed offLookin’ at life through the glass that you shatteredLittle shit like love doesn’t matter anymore baby, whassup?Nigga, you so ticked offCan’t let up long enough to get over itBrotha can I

No More Rain (In This Cloud)

[Intro]No more rain in this cloudNo more rain in this cloud [1] – My sunshine has comeAnd I’m all cried outAnd there’s no more rain in this cloud My sunshine has comeAnd I’m all cried outAnd there’s no more rain in this cloud There’s no hiding placeWhen someone has hurt youIt’s written on your face,

Love Junkie

[Intro]I don’t know why I do thisBut it feels so goodIt’s all about the StoneStone cold, check it [1] – Love junkie, so damn funkeyStone cold monkeyI can’t get off my back Love junkie, so damn funkeyStone cold monkeyHard to shake off my back Love junkie, so damn funkeyStone cold monkeyI can’t get off my

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