(Music and lyrics JillJohnson/Lisa Carver/Pam Rose). I trust the broken hearted. I trust the lost and fallen souls. Cause they know,. That kind of tears I've tasted. . The nights and days I've
Jack, wanting someone to feel. Sat up on the hill and. Waited all day for Jill. . Jill, always away from home. Never bothering to phone. Always leaving poor Jack alone. . Now why do you think
gotta give us. 'Slip-N-Slide' and Ruff Ryders, nigga. And all yo' money can't buy this nigga. My ecstasy got me wyling, nigga. I'm twice that body, nigga. About 100 miles an hour, nigga Trick Daddy
