respectin' me An' must I say this, no more He's my man, my turf That's why I come first Loves me and appreciates my worth Through the good and bad Happy
J rockin that erclie look isn't he from Marcy? They say hes growin dreads and hes talking like a yatti Man everything is changing I don't understand a thing
I love thank you, heavenly father For ... your life on me You send me ... love me And now just my body You kiss me happy so very happy He loves me,
should love it, way more then you hate it Oh you mad? I thought that you'd be happy I made it I'm that cat by the bar, toasting to the good life Moved
me, baby God was good to me when He sent you (I'm so happy) I'm so happy, I'm so happy, baby, oh, yes, I am (So happy, can you feel me?) (Share my world
girl for goodness sakes you with all those curves and me without no breaks ooh, I'm willing to work it out however long it takes you you feel like you miss those happy
'm dreaming to be great While working on my mistakes You promise that's change I'm doing the same thing Dear Mr.Obama I'm hoping that this letter reaches you in good
my way out, blood and fire. Bad decisions, that's alright. Welcome to my silly life. Mistreated, misplaced, misunderstood! Miss "No way,It's all good
There's only us simply because Thinking of us makes us both happy I think of you every way, yesterday and today I think of nothing but you, things we do, things
s good?) Maintainin (same here, just smashin) (How the fam?) They all good my nigga, thanks for askin You and yours? [Big Tigger (Busta)] We all blessed, things
his buddies That he loved so well And of their personal troubles I will not tell Now those guys didn't seem good And they didn't seem bad They didn't seem so happy
by saying thanks Thanks for such a wonderful year Not only to you, to God, number one To you number two and for all the wonderful things You know when
everything I need Around my soul book Christmas tree Merry Christmas, happy New Year I love you, have good cheer I love you, good God Got my baby, my precious love Happiness, good
Think of all the wrong things you did to me too, come on Think about the good things, baby Think about the wrong things maybe Think, baby, about the right things
tears in the rain burning spears in my brain cause me pain sometimes make me drained but I cannot complain - mad the ugly good and bad had some happy
happiness and to enemies it means defeat And my eyes they've got some vision that can see through many lies ah my eyes they look for better things the better things
You ask me if I'm happy now That's good as any joke I've heard It seems since I've seen you last I done forget the meaning of the words If happiness is
rare It's so good, it's not even fair So how could anything compare To your way, no way How can you do me so much good? I'm so happy, I should get sued