Lyrics:
talk on the phone (haha)
Keep that same energy fuckin' with enemies
It's gettin' temptin' to run in your home, huh, huh (run in that)
Buddy, I'd do it
catching a train
Leave my phone machine by the radar range
Hello it's me, I'm not at home
If you'd like to reach me, leave me alone
I think a change
by my side
and if you come
we will take a ride, a sleigh ride
giddy you, baby blue. I love you
I don't care about the presents
they're only bad
Give me someone to talk to
Not someone blue
I'm getting lonesome here
Waiting for you
So when you need some sympathy remember I may not be
The same
home! Ahahaha! Ah oh, why do I want to go home? Oh I don't
know, I've been in here so long, oh I'm stuck to the chair and all that kind of good stuff...
the data
Broken home gave dem boys in blue a bad rep
They bangin' red or blue that's all them youngin's had left
The truth is a lot of officers be tryin'
what you sayin'
Bring a couple buddies wit you, girl we ain't playin'
Baby must miss read me, cause she miss lead me
Has some niggas come by later
It was a wet and slishy-slushy winter day
When the strangers came to stay
A man in black from head to toe with a lady by his side
I knew she was
Like distant shadows
The routine's taking its toll
I feel I'm losing control
Of myself, of my life
Of my soul
So far away from home
Solitude has left
Getting high
I love the food, but the blues got me getting by
I'm swan now, but on that road
I'm a different guy
Put down the gun
Picked up a blender
Bitch,
(Say Hello)
(Hello)
(Yeah)
(Babe we're like cuddle buddies)
(Oh my god we have blue eyes)
(We look hot)
(What stoooop!)
(Are you actually?)
So much
compares to you
Soon as I get home I'm racing to unplug my phone
I seen everything twice
Been around tha world, I've seen every scene twice
Stopping down in
pain
I can get you John Doe by a no name
Catch him at the Chinese store
Pulled two sticks on him, we eatin' Lo Mein
Nah nigga, Smack can't hear
(hair)
all wrong
No lonesome stuff for mine
I won't sit home, all alone
She'll soon find that I'm
Runnin' wild, lost control
Runnin' wild, mighty bold
all wrong
No lonesome stuff for mine
I won't sit home, all alone
She'll soon find that I'm
Runnin' wild, lost control
Runnin' wild, mighty bold
all wrong
No lonesome stuff for mine
I won't sit home, all alone
She'll soon find that I'm
Runnin' wild, lost control
Runnin' wild, mighty bold
all wrong
No lonesome stuff for mine
I won't sit home, all alone
She'll soon find that I'm
Runnin' wild, lost control
Runnin' wild, mighty bold
Skirt chasing every night
Sniffing 'round like some ol' hound
Like all you other guys
Until from out of nowhere
She took me by the hand
I found what I'd
heard that shit before
And I say "Uh huh, oh yeah, you're right"
'Cause I see Betty X standing by the door
With more news from nowhere (more news
the money
And if you get lucky my buddy'll cut you loose
As that freak slap with the D-cups so she's hiding up under her titties
It looks like a key
Each and every Saturday
Which is everyday, by the way
BT Double, and there's really nothing left to say
Who was put in charge of the large text book
lakes,
I know this boy called Craig three quarters my age,
He always used to go to the flats to play with his mates,
Til one day walking home from school
you might say,
Brought me fame.
I don't think I could just talk enough about Lucille.
Sometime when I'm blue seem like Lucille try to help
Me call
on walton and state. she's babs up and down on belmont right by the train. he's buddy and his wife in uptown, by the aragon, he's andy selling streetwise
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