All day long I think of you. I can't even think of things to do. Wishin' all of my daydreams come true. Now, baby, what am I to do?. . I think about yesterday.
Live or die, are the choises I got. But I refuse to go anywhere soon. Life is too short to keep explaining myself. My situation means nothing to you. .
Uh, uh, yeah, yeah, yeah. Yeah, uh, uh, yeah, uh, uh. They call me G H E T T O. Get Black Star power, like B E T shows. I'm usually pullin' up in the G T slow.
POS:. Greetings, girl, and welcome to my world of phrase. I'm right up to bat. It's a Daisy Age and you're about to walk top-stage. So wipe your Lottos on the mat.
Well, oh, hey. Baby, baby. I can just feel it all in my bones. Thinking of your loveliness and when you'll be coming home. Baby girl I will intend in doing what I gotta do.