Ginuwine - Interlude Lyrics
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Interlude
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What Are The Lyrics For Interlude By Ginuwine?
(Back to the basics yeah)
No one can ever take my place, I'm coming back to make this claim, I talk it cos I tote big things, And never will I fall off I work like I'm broke as hell, But still got tucked away eight mil, Could quit if I wanna right now, But I won't cos I love it, yes I love it. You could never take my place I'm here to stay 'cause my voice shakes Ya speakers like bass does, Coupe in the driveway,house and boat ??? in the stash, but I might look Broke to the untrained eye, one may try Hard to plead the case like son not fly, Hoping that I fall off and don't come back, But I married the game when I made one stack, So you can get used to my face cos I ain't leaving I ain't going nowhere tonight, stop breathin' Even when I'm gone, and my songs on replay Still like I'm here cos I live through the DJ Cos this is the game I love, and I here to leave A mark like a crayon does, it ain't never gon' stop Thought he was gone but hes back and I'm with 'em [Repeat x2] No one can ever take my place, I'm coming back to make this claim, I talk it cos I tote big things, And never will I fall off [Repeat x2] I work like I'm broke as hell, But still got tucked away eight mil, Could quit if I wanna right now, But I wont cos I love it, yes I love it |
Who Wrote Interlude By Ginuwine?
Jermaine Anthony Preyan, Bryan Williams, Dwayne Carter, A. Yates, W. Hodge
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What's The Duration Of The Interlude By Ginuwine?The duration of Interlude is 0:05 minutes and seconds. |
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