Lyrics:
Oh yeah muthafucka that's that shit
Oh come on
Ladies make it hot
Thugs make it hot make it pop
[Chorus]
Oo-chie wally wally, oo-chie bang
Oh yeah muthafucka that's that shit
Oh come on
Ladies make it hot
Thugs make it hot make it pop
[Chorus]
Oo-chie wally wally, oo-chie bang
the stamp that say "Lady, sing the blues" (ooh)
Got the coke comin' in like they seizin' on the news (face)
If I'm winnin', what I look like gettin' even
Oh yeah muthafucka that's that shit
Oh come on
Ladies make it hot
Thugs make it hot make it pop
[Chorus]
Oo-chie wally wally, oo-chie bang
in the afternoon
She sings sweetly an organ grinder's tune
Finally recovered from last year's round of bye bye baby blues
All I crave today some
in them sad old songs settled deep in a poor boy's bones
And I vowed I'll someday pick and sing in Nashville
So my older sister Nell like a true blue
with my story
In these punch lines with rhythm
So let us sing my blues
In jagged edged rhymes
While I'm lyrically positive like
A plus sign chill out
Take me to your paradise in sky
Fill me up baby make me go wild
And I will sing you blues of midnight
Oh don't you love to feel the touch
By an amazing
a nigga like me was born with white skin
I wouldn't have got knocked by the white cops
With the white rocks comin' through in the new blue drop
I be able
stand side-by-side
And we're gonna sing our song
That we'll never leave
And the days don't end
And if they do
I'll love you tomorrow again
This voice
used to sing the blues
In Marvin city, Southeast gave me Inner City Blues
Was in a lose-lose, every day it was the same
Til' Warren Buffet taught me how
sing the blues
I think that last night i feel
In a red glass of wine
I mean a glass of red wine
But i'm not so sure
Crazy-hazy
I ding ding ding dong
Thought by this time I would find my bride,
Now I'm all alone to my surprise,
Birds in the trap sing McKnight,
Niggas talk all that cap I can't lie,
I been
every morning
So I sing a lullaby
Sit yo ass down
Let me sing you lullaby
After praying to the lord
Imma send you to the by and by
Memories to the lord
Ladies and gentleman...
Come in into our room
I'm the one who brings the thunder
I'm the one who brings the rain
Check the horses by the reigns
Ride
refused
I am the visual the inspiration
That made lady sing the blues
I'm the spark that makes your idea bright
The same spark that lights the dark
So that
the name of my sweet lady
If I had a ship, her sails would be sewn
By the hands of the past, for the wide world to roam
From the forest of kings - oak for
and a collar and a tie,
A nice old lady you will find by and by;
Buy a pair of leggings and I'll color them blue,
For a foxy old lady I'll make her do.
(way hey
Looking for a lady to love and not the other sort.
I love the thought of you and I living like it's do or die.
I’m here for you my girl as long as I’m blue
back when we were young and we were friends
Now I'm home alone smokin' cigarettes waitin' by the phone
Sweet Virgina blue skies early mornin' sunrise
I
grandmama
Look what they made me do
Swipe a zip from under they nose
That's why I'm late to school
Eyes devil red but my clothes
Carolina baby blue
Had
like a verse in a song, I'll sing it once again
Virginity gone at age thirteen Condom cigarette machine
Get a job, get your urine screened Ladies
be playin', we hot as Nevada (That shit be hot)
Holla at me for them blue strips, workin' blue collar
Snap you in half like a poolstick, bumpin' Tha
nines, whole lotta, money
Mo' biggie sing it with me, "mo' problems"
Uhh, it's the BX finest, cook coke crack
Baby please rewind this, and yeah I know
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