Jaheim lyrics

Jaheim lyrics

"Beauty And A Thug lyrics"

Meant To Be lyrics
All the things that I never said spinning round in my aching headAll the things that I meant to do, was it meant to be?Was a time that I almost died, felt just like a thousand timesI wondered if it was my time, was it me

(feat. Mary J. Blige)

[Mary J. Blige:]
So burgundy, the window to his soul
It seems he tapes his eyes closed,
From huffin on, that's what he's puffin on.
His style is rough, he wears his hair in cornrolls,
His jeans hang loose and low
So his di..opps he cain't be comfortable I mean, he's gotta be comfortable.

[Jaheim:]
Now she's the type that's compared to a rose that grew from the c
Coming Home lyrics
I Wake up in the morning So far away from home Trying to make it through the day Many miles are between us I'm sending my love From this payphone Through the storms we've wandered Many mountains we have c
oncrete,
So sweet ya know,
From the streets yo.
Now she's the opposite of he,
Have you ever seen a lion sleep on the bossom of a sheep?
It's beautiful.
Yeah thug though.

[Both: (chorus)]
She's so beautiful and he's a thug,
They're so different yet they're in love.
He's so thugged out and she's so beautiful,
They're so perfect cause they're in love.

[Mary J. Blige:]
Picture this, his warm velvet
A Drowning Day lyrics
I listened to the endless greyNowhere, nowhere I stayI am too weak, I cannot crySo cold inside my heartI leave this world todayYou will not save meThe lights are glowing dimNo more rainI'm run
oice on a cold winters night,
Sugar free, bitter truth.
Building life from a slang so divine.
Soul to soul, their flesh pressed,
From a firm of onyx tenderness.
He signed his name with a venom kiss,
Upon a heart, I never heard of such bliss.

[Jaheim:]
Now she's the opposite of he,
Such as a butterfly and he's a killer bee.
Yeah, she becomes a victim to his sting,
And he's amazed by the colors of her wings.
And
Beats lyrics
-------- My strings beats upon the chest My chest beats upon the heart My heart beats upon the blood My blood doesn't flow to my brain, I can tell because I'm getting cold, I haven't lived and I'm feeling
the life he's led has left him with some scars,
But, she viewed them all as mid-beauty marks.
The moral of the story, plain as can be,
He loved her cause, He is me.

[Chorus: x2]

Da Da-da-da da da da-da-da da

She's beautiful and he's a thug,
Made for each other 'cause they're in love.
She's a petal and he's a thorn,
From a different type of story since they were born.

[Chorus: x2]


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