as you used to be used to be even if i tried so hard would we still be coming to an end even if we spoke the same words would we still be turned as
Preklad: Beach House. Býval.
I'm a live forever in Neverland with Peter Pan Fuck pulling the nine out I'm a pull a Amy Winehouse Sipping Purple Rain with Mary Jane girls in my house... (My House
gangstas in the house too Come on I got a bunch of dollars, I can spend them on her 'Cause she can be my lady, she can be my lover Call me on the late
Tomorrow night, we hit another city Cold macking in the game is all we do Me and the boys called "The Dangerous Crew" I used to be local till I signed
'mon babe Love is the key to end all your woes You'll be my bitch not a dirty hoe Together as one we will be I'll be fuckin' you and you'll be suckin
me in person I'm tryin to peep out my surroundings cause them jackers be lurkin Ain't none of that takin my car or my chain, bitch you must be smokin
hell I be Can tell I be Now hasta la vista, c'est la vie Now what have we a cat in a Bentley waggy That keep cats saggy, roll with P-Daddy Come be one
freedom comes big responsibility I used to walk around driven by the force I remember how large Super Rhymes was when he fell off I used to wonder about crews that used
, niggaz you grew up with Don't even respect your ass That's why it's time for the Doctor, to check your ass, nigga Used to be my homey, used to be my
Used to be up in them guts like everyday The pussy was the bomb, had a nigga on sprung I was in love like a muthafucka lickin' the protung The homies used
block the suspense is killin' ya like, wow (You will be wonderin' what are we gonna do now) That's Cal, we see him we leavin' He schemin', he be beastin
a part of my life since I was chupando tete I went from buildings with dope holes and boys with gold fronts to fucking dope hoes and houses with beach
house shoes get wet from the dew on the grass Up early in the morning takin' out the trash Feelin' like a loser alcohol abuser Two youngsters roll up on a beach
Signin' autographs, for all my fans 'cause that'S how it go, when ya music in demand I flew straight to Japan, to make eighty grand I bought a house on the beach
is cold Wish the sea would drown the freeway Instead, girls stare in dead-eyed wonder They can't walk with fallen soldiers Used by cops who fucked inside abandoned boarding houses
no need fo' chokin' Eastside, Long Beach, 'fo we West Coast Let's all come togetha, leave that bull alone (Long Beach, Long Beach) I'm tired of playin
all these hoes? Or could it be my Cadillac wit 20-inch rolls? Can it be my mansion in Memphis jacuzzi? Or could it be my crib in Florida on the beach? Can it be
