Lyrics quizzes

On the street kicking rocks
Circling the same block
Green point to Flatbush
Checking every corner shop
Tapping people's shoulders
Asking if they know her
Everyday's the same

At night when the stars light up my room
I sit by myself talking to the moon.
Trying to get to you
In hopes you're on the other side talking to me too.
Or am I a fool who sits alone talking to the moon?
Ohoooo...
I'm feeling like I'm famous

I spent all my money, bought a big old fancy car
For these bright-eyed honies
Oh, yeah, you know who you are
Keep me up 'til the sun is high
'Til the birds start calling my name
I'm addicted and I don't know why
Guess I've always been this way

Broken promises break my heart
Please don't give me a reason to say goodbye
Sometimes I wish I could just let go
But I love you (I love you)
And I believe that one day you will come around
But can you tell me
How do I always end up being the girl at the window

Everyday it'll rain, rain, ra-a-a-ain
I'll never be your mother's favorite
Your daddy can't even look me in the eye
Ooh, if I was in their shoes, I'd be doing the same thing
Sayin' "There goes my little girl
Walkin' with that troublesome guy"
But they're just afraid of something they can't understand

Sometimes I wonder what Heaven feels like?
I hope it feels like tonight,
Hope it feels like tonight!
No one ever knows what tomorrow would be like,
I hope it feels like tonight,
Hope it feels like tonight!

I come to you now when I need you,
But why do I wait to come see you,
I always try to do this on my own
But I was wrong cause only with you can I move on.
Can I move on.
Oh
When I am weak it's you that makes me strong,

Some 'bout the day
Some 'bout the night
Feeling so right I can smell it in the air
Maybe it's the Gucci or the Louis that she wear
But I don't even care I like my chicks simple
Wit' a big dimple real down to earth
Not stuck up there for they man

Yeah, will find us
I know most girls would leave me
But I know that you believe me
Baby, I, I wish we were seventeen
So I could give you all the innocence
That you give to me
No, I wouldn't have done

Second verse for the hustlas (hustlas)
Gangstas (gangstas)
Bad bitches and ya ugly ass friends (Haha)
Can I preach? (Uh oh) Can I preach? (Uh oh)
I gotta show 'em how a pimp get it in
First, take your sip (sip), do your dip (dip)
Spend your money like money ain't shit (Whoop, whoop)