Lyrics:
on my seat
Ten-thousand-dollar toe rings, featured by me
Bitches know it's time out
They be fucking me so good, I be like 'Time out'
They want to fuck
you
Hey it's Oscar very nice to meet you
I hear my song all in your speakers
Don't like me I don't like you either
Brand new me and brand new day
Brand
Misunderstood"
Play it for the First Lady, she ain't feeling any good
Play Don Henley, play Glenn Frey
Take it to the limit and let it go by
Play it for Carl
of old money with my dog Bailey playing with Bailey Zimmerman and Bailey Allison
A picture of My own dog on Hollywood Boulevard
Somewhere between Bailey
ranger
And if I don't got it with me on DECK
Your gettin CUT like a
Las Vegas' card player
And I ain't playing with you at all bitch
I ain't a dog trainer
Leave dirty paw prints on your brand new blouse Uh
Yo they call me a dog, and I'll sleep when I'm dead
They call me a dog, call me Clifford Big Red
They
(Whales now), bank by Morocco
Brand worth a B, I should write me a novel (I should write a book)
Military escorts out in the Congo
Lunch in Sinaloa but I
to steppin'
Good morning, brand new bitch for breakfast
T-Streets what they call me
I never met desperate
Don't know lonely
Go bout your business
Let them other
bound the musket beside her
With the barrel beneath her breast
Now keep good watch and they kissed her
She heard the dead man say
"oh look for me by
tell that b**** get to steppin'
Good morning, brand new b**** for breakfast
T-Streets what they call me
I never met desperate
Don't know lonely
Go
flat on my back, I'd slid 'til it hurt
Giving it over, giving it over
You put my head in the clouds and my feet in good dirt
My head in the clouds
will not show us the Grail, we shall take your
castle by force!
GUARD: You don't frighten us, English pig-dogs! Go and boil your
bottoms, sons
Ooh, lil' boy got that heat
Everything big dog status, you know what I mean?
From the jewelry to the cars to the clothes to everything that we
you
Acting Brand New with shit
Same old clique
Brand New with the hits
Change my vibe
Brand New with the drip
Fa sho
Man I’m spitting like a llama
Brand
What
What
Think ur a g I'm like what
Never kicked ball I still shot (Trapping)
In a Old school jacket by schott
What
You
Think you're a g I'm
good old bug
We do a house party, what the fuck is a club
And S.A. they sold most of the drugs
Laugh a million, hell yeah we thug, we getting money,
She be acting brand new
She be acting brand new
Girl why you acting brand new
Wassup old friend I just stop by to see how you been
She told me she
(Let the sun shine)
Yeah yeah its a brand new day y'all (Let the sunshine in)
Turn me up in the top a little bit dog
Little do you know, y'all
fuck with me anymore
You deserve an oscar the way you been acting
Good thing I'm only fueled by the passion
What we had in the past girl it's old news
Traditional, Arranged and Adapted by Roger McGuinn
Well I had an old dog and his name was Blue
Yes, I had an old dog and his name was Blue
Well I
I keep God first and I always tried
Everyday I gotta kill this flesh God put good inside of me
I aint never going back to that old man I keep him
This is my same old coat
These are my same old shoes
It was the same old me
With a same old blues
Oh, then you touched my life
Just by holding
This is my same old coat
These are my same old shoes
It was the same old me
With a same old blues
Oh, then you touched my life
Just by holding
dog in me, look homie, look, I was raised by the wolves
Everything the devil took from me, God flipped the script and used it for good
I've always been
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