Lyrics:
on this one
You gotta drink Crist-all
Buy some red wine, a little Gocha
You're so contagious, I can't take it have my baby, let's just make it
Excuse
when e red for me
Be careful be carefully
Better treat me really carefully carefully
No go talk say you go dey for me dey for me
Then leave me Japa
swear its like this every single time
Toronto I got you
I got us
Yea
I'm a hard guy to get along wit
Get on a song wit
Where shit be going right
got the Lincoln right here, belonged to Loretta Lynn
The coalminer's daughter used to drive it to town
It's yours for a song and five hundred down.'
And it's difficult
To find the one you're destined to sustain
For years to come, and years to go
The feelings grown and gain
This is not
song (What? It's 'Box)
His lil' homie on my phone like
"Leave us alone" (Pussy)
Burn them green flags, bitch
We in the red zone
Slide for who? Bitch, we
want a Christmas for once
Without all the monsters taggin' along
If you wanted horror, I'm sorry
You've got the wrong song
Hang on no, no, hang
You turned our song down, baby what for
You had the candles on the dashboard
Red roses growing out of the door
I wanna say something you never said
are you waiting for
Aren't you discouraged by the girls he been chilling with
He barely even tries to make you feel special
You keep coming back
suspended
Got a letter for your parents but I didn't want to send it
I stopped by the crib you invited me in
You convinced me somehow to sip some juice
and lie and steal, now I'll stay at home and kneel for you
I was waiting
For my baby to arrive
Right by my side
Oh, please, leave me alone tonight
All I see is the bullshit the red doors and the full clips I'm sitting in a a booth full of pity damn I should have made a milli by now
The name is
Weak hurt I've got it,
Weak verse in this song,
Find something for dirty soul.
Weak body I've got it,
Weak heart beating inside and,
Weak verse in this
the carpet
It be red for me
Pappa wappa go wild
Paparazzi for me
Like a flood of info
All these songs come to me
My vision it grew
From where it started where
you know you're the one for me
Don't let nobody else make you feel different
Made this song on the fly for you
'Cause you so fly, I just thought it was
stabbed in my sleep by your wife
So everybody stop askin' me what's wrong
And quit actin' like you don't know the words to my songs
And when the party
mirrors
Dance like shadows
Until the end we kiss the rain
The wedding song that plays for no one
Fallen they will shine again
I can feel the heat and flesh
And bought Boat Drinks for the whole damn bar
I was knocked out cold by a Red Rum Punch
Mighta had a few, mighta had a bunch
They were going down smooth, they
To increase my ends, enemies gettin' dropped
Win or lose, red or blue
We must all stay true play the game, nigga
Never let the game play you
And for the fame,
up the station and the station said
The record she played was by Green On Red
It was a time of colorful thinking
I tried to paint her portrait it was
it happened once again
He waited by the fire side
But it was not in vain
So the Bishop on the roof in a robe of red
With a bag of gold
The Bishop
the Word, word by word
And let that inner voice be heard
The Lion and the Lamb in those red letters
It doesn't get any better
I heard a singer sing a song
The dark silouette of the creature
Poised, crouched on the corner of a cliffs edge
Waits eagerly, eyes glare patiently.
Red eyes filled with fire
(Chorus)
I've been so many places
In my life and time
Yes, I've sung a lot of songs
I've made some bad rhymes
Top of the world
Yet I ain't never
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