#1 Fan

by Finch

There's this girl I saw
She's about 5'6...no doubt she's sexy...yeah
She just stepped up in the club
Right across the way from me
Shorty got me checking for her

I don't know a thing about this girl...this girl
But I know she's something serious...yeah...huh
Don't wanna push up on her too fast
But I gotta have her yeah...yo
And then I said

Can I get your number please
Would you spend time with me
Girl I saw you when you caught my eye
And I really wanna know ya
Saw you when you first stepped in
And then I knew right there and then
Baby it's the way you make me feel
I'm your #1 fan

Now I done seen a lot of things
But I never seen a girl so perfect for me
So it's time for me to do the do
Tell her what she does to me
Feeling so much pressure
But I gotta make my move oh...

I don't know a thing about this girl...this girl
But I know she's something serious...yeah...huh
Don't wanna push up on her too fast
But I gotta have her yeah...yo
So I had to say

She's like my favorite thing
Nothing I've ever seen
She's like them girls in the magazines
If she'd take a chance with me
I'd give her everything yeah
I'm telling you that she is the one, for me
Whooh

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#1 Fan

I used to think that I could not go on
And life was nothing but an awful song
But now I know the meaning of true love
I'm leaning on the everlasting arms

If I can see it, then I can do it
If I just believe it, there's nothing to it

[1]
I believe I can fly
I believe I can touch the sky
I think about it every night and day
Spread my wings and fly away
I believe I can soar
I see me running through that open door
I believe I can fly
I believe I can fly
I believe I can fly

See I was on the verge of breaking down
Sometimes silence can seem so loud
There are miracles in life I must achieve
But first I know it starts inside of me, oh

If I can see it, then I can do it
If I just believe it, there's nothing to it

[Repeat 1]

Hey, cause I believe in me, oh

If I can see it, then I can do it
If I just believe it, there's nothing to it

[Repeat 1]

Hey, if I just spread my wings
I can fly
I can fly
I can fly, hey
If I just spread my wings
I can fly
Fly-eye-eye

#1 Fan

by Fall out boy

[Talking: Plies]
Ay man I heard a couple of niggas around here
Who said they don't like me man
And I got a couple niggas around here brah
Who owe me a lil paper
Niggas ain't answering they phone no mo
[? ]
I'm a tell you how I'm a handle this here man

[Chorus: x2]
Nigga owe me some money he ain't gotta pay me
Got something for you fuck niggas who playa hatin
Nigga claiming he don't like me but it's all gravy
Keep playing with me and I'm a fuck your ol' lady

[Verse 1:]
Make yo bitch leave home and don't come back
Sit her down in that chevy and change her whole life
Make her hang in the hood and watch me shoot dice
And take her back to the crib and fuck her on 50 stacks
Fo' you play with me dawg you betta get it right
Tell you straight up homie I'm playin real trife
Walk up straight in the club nigga with yo wife
And make her dance in front of me while I drank yak
And let her and her homegirls rock all night
And just to piss you off I'm a let her throw a stack
And everytime you see her I'm a dress her in something tight
And when you start to miss her I'm a make you buy a bite
And let her push the whip while I sit in the back
And make yo ho sleep naked with me all night
And put hickies all over her nigga that's what she likes
Keep playing with me and I'll fuck up your whole life

[Verse 2:]
I don't want yo side ho nigga I want yo main bitch
The one you call babe the one you in love with
Make yo hoe pack yo shit
And make her call you right now and tell you it's over with
Befo she hang up the phone she gon tell you she's plies bitch
And when you call her back gonna have her number switched
And I'm a fuck her everyday until I get her thick
And Make her put my name on her nails and shit
And keep her hair did fo her and full of dick
I Might move her out the hood nigga just to pick
I know how to make you niggas lose weight real quick
And have you walking round this bitch looking real sick
I'll have your ass embarrassed hanging around your own click
I'll make you call me nigga and say plies I quit
I'm a tell you I'm counting money so I'll hit you back jit
And hang right up the phone and lay on yo bitch

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