Texty:
Dreams He Loves U Not

He loves me, he loves u not No matter what you do He's never gonna be with you He's into what he's got He loves me, he loves u not You're the kind

you in love Uh, yeah I love them sounds Get you so high you don't wanna come down Hot like the summer, wet like the rain Type of thang that make you fall in love

Save up all your brand and fly trans love airways to San Francisco U.S.A. Then maybe you'll understand the song, it will be worth it If not for the sake

snorkel to me!" And he's like, "Tough!" And I'm like, "Give it!" And he's like, "Make me!" And I'm like, "'Kay!" So I grabbed his leg And he grabbed

guy thought But this shit don't stop, I send much love to the pop Droppin' this shit today, we kickin' this thug music Better love us, so when I love

us But we don?t trip We still get madd ass love I show you the rapper that's sick of this song We'll straight up toss his ass And if he flossin' cash

the money but we all in it for something tho and she really loved Tony some thick dick yellow nigga he lived in the basement and he sell weed to the drug

dream, That I am trapped in an act, not of my own design, In this act, I demonstrate the kind of performer I might have become, had I not been blessed

I think his name's umm, who knows? Mur uhh, Murphey Lee or somethin' I want my name not, not said but screamed I went from fantasies to dreams, from dreams