Work ourselves, fingers to the bone
Suck the marrow, drain my soul
Pay your dues, and your debts
Pay your RESPECTS, everybody tells you
You pay for what you get
You pay for what you get
Everybody asks me how she's doin'
Has she all this time? i don't know
what's with her, has she lost her mind?
I said, I couldn't tell you..
I'VE LOST MINE!!
Words, words, words, have you heard
A bird in hand is much better than,
Any number free to wander
Fly away... Stay
You pay for what you get
Everybody asks me how she's doing
Is she really ok like what she says?
Everybody asks me how she's doing
I said I couldn't tell you
but I'm OK I'm OK...
Surprise, surprise
You pay for what you get
Wednesday, May 09, 2007
Composed by
That Nigga Named M.O.N.
at
9.5.07
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