Why you staring looking at me. (Me) Like he ain’t got no flashy clothing on. (On) Nor do I own a piece blinging (ing). Concrete jungle, my only home and - no warning shots. Why you staring looking at me. (ee) Like she ain’t got no fancy clothing on (neither) Nor do I own a piece a bitty little piece of bling-bling yet, but I can write 10 single solid songs (Woh-wa-woh) Cuz, this all I love, this is all I love, this is all I love, (woh-wa-war I). This all I love (woo-wa-woo woo-woo-woo), all I. This all I love, this is all I love, (woo-wa woo ooh), all I. This is all I know (woh, woh-woh-wa, oh-oh), this is all I is - this all I love. (BaBow-Bow-my nigga bow) He ain’t even got no matching color on. (Bow-Bow-my nigga bow) Heard she had some nasty ass and slow head bomb. For real. Oww! This is all I love. Now tell me this all I is - in love, all - I love.
Posted on: Thu, 10 Jul 2014 02:29:17 +0000