Okay, Coconut man, Moon Heads and Pea You ready Seems like everybody's got a price, I wonder how they sleep at night. When the sale comes first, And
Your love is nothing I can't fight Can't sleep with the man who dims my shine I'm in the bedroom with tissues and when I know you're outside banging
scream out "I ain't going to sleep no time soon, And when I do I'm sleeping in my mama room" I don't like you n-gga If I was old enough I would fight
It's just a cruel, cruel world Cruel world is fittin', they got us all hittin' With late night divisions and lab appositions But based with decisions to fight
then number three Tom Jefferson stayed up to write The Declaration late at night So he and his wife had a great big fight And she made him sleep on
on and all the fights go on its what we're all about so now were gonna get up and shout until everybody kicks us out or till the lights come on and all the fights
was not so bad). Coz I love ya, I love ya. I'll hug ya, I'll hug ya. We can keep it fine, But don't you cross the line (Or I'll be) -CHORUS- Punchin' you in your sleep
I love ya I'll hug ya I'll hug ya We can keep it fine But don't you cross the line Or I'll be Punchin you in your sleep Wake up hurtin screamin it wasn
proof I'm rollin' death tollin', of course the car's stolen But I'm blind to what's wrong, all I want is what's golden A fool in a fight, too dumb to
' I take a hostage a night Dog shit and break out on the next flight This is Grand Larceny Grand Larceny I'm a kleptomaniac when a jam is packed You can fight
're livin' In a sniper's scope, I'm not tryin' to scare you but there's a danger If you get too deep, some nights I don't sleep, all you wanna do is
were turnin' red Looked to my left there were two more carloads Niggas in hats and hoods, in an attack mode And they hadn't yet begun to fight E hit
You thought I fell off, I ain't even slipped The Mac is cuttin records and punks are gettin ripped Gangster I am, bust the lyrics like a drive-by You wanna sleep
forgotten(straight up)(lets get it) CHORUS:Dey got a nigga like whooa man dis court shit done got outta control man (I might be gone but not forgotten)i cant sleep
Oh, oh, oh, papers Oh, oh, oh, papers I can't get to work on time Can't believe the words to her I just said But who the hell argue and fight like dogs
Tell me the wars you're fighting Behind the smile you're hiding All the things I know you want to say We tried our best to find us But there are no lights
the f-cking business is minding your own uhh, and everytime I try and break it off we just yell until we tired then I break you off it's useless all this fighting
go through life, Every single night Wishing we could do it, oh (Do it Right) Do it Right Come and hold me tight, we don't need to fight Rather spend
