Can we pretend that airplanes In the night sky are like shooting stars? I could really use a wish right now Wish right now, wish right now Can we pretend
You never looked so good as you did last night Underneath the city lights There walking with your friend, laughing at the moon I swear you looked right
I'm feelin' like Tonto ridin' a Pinto Tryin' to chase the Lone Ranger down I'm a little unraveled but I'm still in the saddle Cryin' your name out to
YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE a?? HAAAAW I'm a rockstar I'm a Cowboy Everybody loves this song I'm a rockstar I'm a Cowboy Everybody sing along I'm a
Everybody step back from the mic As I set it off All playin' the wall It's time to sweat it off Anybody with staatic oh please try I'll do ya like Godfather
Yo,it's time for me to pump the volume No problem,the record's revolvin' Evil's the mixer,I'm the rap trixister Paparazzi on the bum rush for pictures
Yeah, ah, Ice-T back in that ass, return of the real Muthafuckas fakin' and frontin' like they don't know what time it is Niggas on the streets ain't
'96, ah shit, Ice-T, back representin', nigga, once again That real shit, nigga I thought you knew, bitch Better recognize Players, check your grip before
Coolin' in my crib, cold video dubbin' FBI wanted? Huh, don't mean nuttin' They call that shit a crime? Yo, that shit's a joke Hit record on my dope remote
Yeah, all the ladies say ho, all the hoes say (Ha, ha, ha) Gucci up, here we go A-town, C-post Cut masta swift down ya throat Boy stop, Sir Luscious Left
All my days and all my nights and Every hour is devoured As the dawning strokes it's morning I'll be wanting, I'll be Pushing to pull me closer to you
I'm gonna take my time She gon' get hers before I I'm gonna take it slow I'm not gonna rush the stroll So she can get a sensual seduction So I can get
La, da, da, da Hey, hey, hey Goodbye (Good riddance!) Hold up, only rapper to rewrite history without a pen No I.D. on the track, let the story begin
Check the bassline out, uh huh Jigga, uh huh, uh huh, uh huh, yeah Let it bump though It's the hard knock life, for us It's the hard knock life, for
Give it to me Give it to me Give it to me Give it to me Give it to me Give it to me Give it to me Every time I think about the Way you feel I get excited
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Yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah Yeah, yeah Baby I just don't get it, do you enjoy being hurt? I know you smelled the perfume, the make-up on his shirt You
It's kind of crazy babe, how I remember things (Like where you came from and how you had nothing) I went and made you fly, put extras on your ride (Didn