Search results for backyard guys by 2020

We've found 39 lyrics, 20 artists, and 100 albums matching backyard guys by 2020:



the city
Good guys they spike you hard
How they jive ad jingle
When you're in their backyard

Street corner wonder lust
Beckoning the good guy
Take
Kevin wasn't really all that popular in school
But I remember well the day I thought now that guy is pretty cool
He pulled into the parking lot
friend?
She's got a brand new shiny boy
And they're moving out to Malibu
To play with all his pretty toys
And you feel closed in by the same four walls
[Chorus]
I be living in the left lane
Passing y'all by
Sun roof rolling back, speakers up high
I be living in the left lane
Closing my eyes,
best friend?
She's got a brand new shiny boy
And they're moving out to Malibu
To play with all his pretty toys
And you feel closed in by the same
Uh-huh
Yeah
One two, one two
Smokin blunts
Mad Dog 20/20
We gonna get funky

I grab the forty rip off the skirt
Guzzle it, grab the mic
golden grams
For stolen moments
When the rain hit home
Spiral ice steps, see-through sofas
Ice cream mountain
Raspberry ways
She's 20-20 blind cherry glaze
side

The late Michael Jackson doing the moon walk on the telly
And I was like "who's bad?"
Sitting there smoking, sipping MD 20/20 thinking I was
or affection
So I paid my 3 and the girls got in free
Shine the beer for tequila and we headed into the party

And then in the backyard some terrible ska
my 3 and
The girls got in free
Shined the beer for tequila
And we headed into the party

And then, in the backyard
Some terrible ska band
I was sixteen met you out in Ohio
You were only fifteen living life by the mile
We laid under the stars
Fell asleep in your backyard

You said
stoppin' the girls from teeny-boppin
No tops, she's rockin' bikini fashions
This backyard boxin, half pipe droppin'
The jocks and the nerds man
"cause my reality is realer than yours"
And there's no time for the present
And there's a black dog on the bed

I went to the backyard to burn my only
blame you (who can really blame you)
We're the ones who (chicka) made you

Back by popular demand
Now pop a little Zantac or ant'-acid if you can
You're
done, and then say that we ain't right.

that's what i said 


Black Pitt's in the backyard,  i don't feed em
have ta bar about a pit a week, (why)
of worthless memories
There's a shadow in my backyard
I've got a house full of things that I can't touch
Well all those things won't do me much good now
I
I was sixteen met you out in Ohio
You were only fifteen living life by the mile
We laid under the stars
Fell asleep in your backyard

You said
Standing outside of Dollar General
Another MLK Boulevard
Getting one more bag of dime store weed
To smoke in my backyard
Well I'm so damn bored I
thing like
The Starry Skies,
And you'll like it when you find out what he's got
In the backyard,
By the parking lot.

Hey Baby, you're my favorite
nights
So their bastard bratty tykes all act like savage types
It's the legacy of black and Spanish guys
Beg when ?tea and genoas? complacency of dads
fucked by 'Mr. Cool' and guess who ends up crying/
But guys ain't no stranger to the forces of nature/
We're only out for pussy, that's why we split with
That party, that party
Was the worst thing that has ever happened to me
Black eye, I'm bleeding
But I'm breathing by myself

Those girls, those guys
the backyard by Logan the dog

It's time for you to move on
Yo fuck your Instagram and fuck your new song
Buy a Ghost Writer get a Groupon
And sell the bars
before the torture apply misery
Days before I feel pity to give a guy liberty
Seen him, his pants shitty and eyes all glittery
I'll die a rich man
Okay, now that were here, I can finally tell you guys,
What I brought you here for
So, but first of all, cheers to Strange, toast, glass's up