[John Legend - Chorus] I got the World in my hands, the master plan But I don't know why I keep calling Why I keep all of these girls at my shows They
Is there room for me Any more room Is there room Ooh Lookin' good plenty tight Is there room? Any more room for me In those jeans Really thick, like
These days, a lot a cats is outta line Seems to me like they need to get punched Yeah, but where you gonna punch 'em? Yo, the choice is obvious I'll
I was wondering, Are precious to the bone? Flesh is skin deep. Covered with a crimson comb. If I feast on your insides, Would I become a parasite? A
You been looking real good lately Makin? me feel I know we?re friends but listen up You can?t be coming around me in tight jeans Makin' me weak, I think
Words: l.dukes, g.williams music: g.williams - 1987 from the album "ba-dop-boom-bang" Walkin' through my neighborhood Her backfield's in motion
C'mon in VIP baby [Chorus] Shake what you got in them jeans (them jeans) Girl grab the wall, then shake it like a dog Shake what you got in them jeans
FAILURE BY DESIGNER JEANS I'm a mess of insecurities ATTENTION STARVED with a narcissistic twist Don't you think that I'm amazing? Please tell me I'm
"Failure By Designer Jeans" I'm a mess of insecurities Attention starved with a narcissistic twist Don't you think that I'm amazing? Please tell me I
Eatin' TV dinner, with the radio on Made me cough up this kinda song There's a guy singin', I'd die for you And it sounds like he means business too
When I wake up in the mornin' light I pull on my jeans and I feel all right I pull my blue jeans on, I pull my old blue jeans on I pull my blue jeans
I got a notion, wanna start a commotion, Cause of bad ideas I Want to avoid in commotion, Gotta, get your attention with the, laugh of mention, cant
Sometimes I wake up in my bed And I don't know where I've been Heart tells me a trip to cloud nine Headache says that things just ain't fine Wake up
I know, I know You're so tired to hear about what I do About what I smoke What I drink What I cook for my husband All the travels I do All the shit I
I don't know what else to say I give it away You keep on making me wait But I'm not your slave I waste a shit load of time And I'm on the rush You're
Now the records done it's time for fun We're moving up the charts I got good reviews and brand new shoes Beep beep on my car, beep beep on my car We'
Don't worry if I write rhymes, I write checks Don't worry if I write rhymes, I write checks Don't worry if I write rhymes, I write checks It's Difficult
i got somethin' mcs can kiss i got somethin' mcs can kiss when i start to rap i start to rap i sta-sta-sta-sta-start l-li-like this i got somethin' mcs