Lyrics:
of the clan
With runrig in his very soul and nowhere left to stand
Now me I'm just a highland boy and cottar was my trade
He'd seen me at Kildoanan when
a island boy
But you ain't walk out the house
Wit no sneakers on
Hawaiian made for the drink
Seven Eleven only thing I eat
Please do not judge
By the way
a island boy
But you ain't walk out the house
Wit no sneakers on
Hawaiian made for the drink
Seven Eleven only thing I eat
Please do not judge
By the way
a island boy
But you ain't walk out the house
With no sneakers on
Hawaiian made for the drink
Seven Eleven only thing I eat
Please do not judge
By the way
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
This is my same old coat
These are my same old shoes
It was the same old me
With the same old blues
Oh, then you touched my life
Just by
This is my same old coat
These are my same old shoes
It was the same old me
With the same old blues
Oh, then you touched my life
Just by
credit score, shit was lookin' hella low
Anywhere I go, boys wanna follow
Anywhere I go, boys wanna follow
I'm an old soul, tell by my tracfone
Check
named Screw
And I got that boy Key-C in here
And that boy Poyo in these hoes' ear
And we coming through wit that boy Fliggity Flea
Coming out the 3,
named Screw
And I got that boy Key-C in here
And that boy Poyo in these hoes' ear
And we coming through wit that boy Fliggity Flea
Coming out the 3,
and wondered
As though they had been struck by thunder
And they decided as they wondered
That all mankind must come undone
Little boy how old are you?
Little
Boy, Billy Boy?
How old may she be, Charming Billy?
Three times six and four times seven, twenty-eight and eleven
But she's a young thing and cannot
No, no, mama, now devil done do-si-do
Two young boys lyindead by the side of the road
And the coins in their eyes represent the money they owe
Boys, boys
Boys, boys
Boys are young, boys are old
Most men act like boys I'm told
Just ask a boy his point of view
He'll run that man stuff
huh-huh, shit
Old Subaru Boy (huh)
Shame they cannot stop (stop)
They want us to fall (huh)
Too bad that we prospered (huh)
Accustomed by the law (huh)
Boy, Billy Boy?
How old may she be, Charming Billy?
Three times six and four times seven, twenty-eight and eleven
But she's a young thing and cannot
a niggas trunk is a nigga named Screw
And I got that boy Kici in heah
And that boy Poyo and these hoes heah
And we comin through wit that boy Flig-ati
tree
Now it was early one spring
And I was tied by my string
In a field of a make-believe farm
When around the house, the boy and the bear
Came
a niggas trunk is a nigga named Screw
And I got that boy Kici in heah
And that boy Poyo and these hoes heah
And we comin through wit that boy Flig-ati Flea
and wondered
As though they had been struck by thunder
And they decided as they wondered
That all mankind must come undone
Little boy how old are you?
Little
and wondered
As though they had been struck by thunder
And they decided as they wondered
That all mankind must come undone
Little boy how old are you?
Little
and wondered
As though they had been struck by thunder
And they decided as they wondered
That all mankind must come undone
Little boy how old are you?
Little
and wondered
As though they had been struck by thunder
And they decided as they wondered
That all mankind must come undone
Little boy how old are you?
Little
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