Lyrics:
Man 1: What?
Mandy: This praising.
Wise Man 1: No, no, no.
Mandy: Oh! Well, if you're dropping by again do pop in. (they
take
how many tapes will it take for us to pop, to the top
Cause I'm TRU to this
No Limit, my click we ain't new to this
King George, Young Silkk,
without you
'Cause when the minutes seem like hours and the hours seem like days
Then a week goes by, you know it takes my breath away
All the minutes
breath till there's nothin' left
Voice be startin' to crack like you got the strep
Need a Emmy for how you act like you got a rep
Need to get like a black
Working for respect
Take a deep breath hey
Make a nigga lose my breath
Florida girl in the A T L
I just want you by myself
Feelings arising
We can gel
I
hippie shit
Tried to keep it OG
For my dudes and my Feez
In VG know what that means
If you was fuckin with the team
We some devils take the game
To a whole
need a steerin' wheel the way you ridin' my dick boy
Say youse a go getta go get your own shit boy
What it's gon' take for you mouthafuckas to understand
Stressing out till I saw
With who I was racing
Had to take a breath
Need some Cali air
Like Paul George
I was pacing
Now I found home
Had to clear my head
this you you cold hearted fake'
Isn't this more than you can take'
(Don't believe it) Don't believe a word
(Don't believe) Just walk on by
(Don't
Tryna be my homie or you tryna take my life
Come and join the party; say you love me long time
Why I'm puffin on these drugs; only way to slow
got me, got me fighting for air, a- air
Yea, yea, yea
My life isn't measured by the breath's I take
But the moments with you that take my breath away
St. George the rapper don! I'm a fly guy
She my little angel
Watch me ride by flying like an angel
Shorty bad hot as ever from every angle
We done
Rich by popular demand
The wait is over homie
Yes it is
A town connect
Know the city gon' feel this
Damn right
Say Toob I know you see me
Say Chris
moonlit sky
Light a fire, take a breath
Chase the Paso chill away
Days float by
Mind takes flight
Recharge life
Let the sense of place wash over you
Seek
He came walkin' out of that Texaco,
George Strait blarin' out of his Silverado.
A fish hook on the bill of his baseball cap:
God, it's good
goes
St. George walked onto the battlefield
Looked up at his deadly foe
Said "Don't take it personal
It's only business, don't you know?"
Some people
me in and you will see
I can have you by the balls
You make me wanna stay
And come again and again
Let‘s take a roll in the hay
Give me a game to play
everybody chant "Go"
Let's light up the bar
Everybody take a toast
Smoke ya brains out, seen you on the ride
What? Spottin my life
Then I cut out the branch
I bet this how the white folks feel when they seen
Chauvin keep the knee on his neck
Watching George take his very last breath
Knowing you look just
Frank zappa (guitar, vocals)
George duke (keyboards, vocals)
Bruce fowler (trombone)
Tom fowler (bass)
Chester thompson (drums)
The adventures
takin' yo last breath
Fool I grew here, not flew here and y'all bitches new here
You pulled out yo gun and didn't use it, you lost yo self
I'm a take
Written by: tim james, steven mcclintock, phil coleman and george tobin
No, I'm not making that promise again
Nothing can change my mind
Nothing
my address
He saw I’m strait from the burbs
He said I’m good so I left
Damn dude
What’s with the attitude
You’re mad I ain't go to school
But I make
as the blood that travels breath to my brain
On top of the game you say we the same
Look at the grid check ya slopes dawg there's differences is in our planes
Discuss these breath you take by george strait Lyrics with the community:
Report Comment
We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.
If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly.
Attachment
You need to be logged in to favorite.
Log In