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Grand Pupa Lyrics - Hallways - Homeboy Sandman

Sometimes my weakness still surprises me 

I try to fight it but the pussy mesmerizes me 

I ain't even worried 'bout how tight it be 

Don't know what I'm doing, if it's wrong or if it's right of me 

I get so excited b 

Every time a cutie's saying hi to me 

I ain't trying to lie to her 

I lie to me 

Guess that that's the irony 

Nontheless I'm tireless entirely 

Now she thinks she needs a tire iron and an eye on me 

Time to face my mommy issues finally 

Time to take the oil to the refinery 

She'd be always rolling eyes and sighing at the sight of me 

She was always fighting me 

Got all in my psyche 

Ever since it seems the thought of being alone has always frightened me 

To the point that people used to liken me 

To some type of player 

But I wasn't playing 

I was always praying she'd be staying 

All of those erections and different directions I'd be swaying 

Had me feeling like a phony 

One day I'm always calling her, calling her tenderoni 

Next day I'm feeling lonely 

See I ain't never give these women time to be my homey 

I's busy tryna take em home, I need someone to hold me 

I never took the time to let em show me 

I's all for moving forward wit the unknown till I found out they didn't know me 

My heart was those degrees below 

That shit was all bologna 

I wanted that Maria meeting Tony 

But now I'm all alone and steady on the bone and got no one to blow me 

I got no one and got no one and only 

And luckily I'm in the zone with writing songs 'cause time be moving slowly 

Without no one to ride the pole or want to ride the pony 

I'm also into cuddling 

But I'm never cool just being the hunk, I'm always trying to be the husband 

Yo it be just a couple pumps I'm tryna call her pumpkin 

I always knew that I was up to something 

Yo look all in my file, my whole style been denial and delusion 

I wanted the illusion 

I'd speak on future, that shit would confuse em, I was using em 

Figured since I usually was choosy when I was choosing em 

Found em then I frowned on the notion of ever losing em 

I became a loser tho 

Saying all the right things for the wrong reasons 

Thought I's honest so my conscious and conversations were clear 

But entire situations my motivation was fear 

Currently my motivation is willingness to evolve 

Hear the voices, I don't listen, I've discipline and resolve 

There's no need to answer yes to every single invitation 

Had enough of playing doctor 

Time to play some operation 

More preciser mouvements 

Less the oscillation 

More procrastination 

Less the proclamations 

Less the oscillation 

This is something that I owe to myself 

One to grow with's the goal of taking a hold of myself 

I don't know 

How that's gonna go 

But it's gotta go 

Hot or cold yo I'ma hold on tight and go Geronimo 

Not opposed to trying to be adult and try a new approach 

And am quite excited at the prospect of some new results 

Get my head right 'stead of always tryna poke 

Get my heart right while it still has got a pulse 

'Fore it's broke 

Get the venom and the sickness out my system 

'Fore I find another victim 

Only one that's even truly on my wish list is my wisdom 

So I'm off my shit and on to right my ship and keep it steady 

When I meet her I'll be ready 

If we haven't met already 

Take a rest and rescue me 

Acting like a refugee 

Which has been my specialty 

But the truth shall set me free 

I be fishy as a fisherman with fishes in the sea 

But now the hydra's slain 

I'm hydroplaning plain as you can see 

And won't ruin for someone to spoon with soon as I can't sleep 

Now I'm off to make the ladies swoon as soon as I can be 

Peace 

 

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