Lyrics:
getting harder to hide it, I'll leave yo ass where I found ya, it's kinda hard not to see in red
Fake bitches all around me
These hoes really make my pussy
Contemplating at the red light
Reflecting what the days like
Feet tired from the nine to five, yeah we all know what that feels like
Working for
Flowers
A Song To Lady Red
Oh they wrote the nicest things about ya
Shoulda seen all the love that poured right out
So many tears
For all of your
i need g lock by my glutes-glutes and hollows in its head, aye, uh
Looking in the mirror damn i’m blessed,
He don’t really mean it he just puffing
Stogies and cognac
Cocktails and straw hats
Long chairs and all that
Airplane mode, I’ll call back, yeah...
White sand and red skies
Let’s lie back,
on for my zone are we fucking or what?
Like come on, lady I'm grown
I say time is money darling
And all we know is balling
And the Murakami luggage in
of employment got me feeling like my heart racing (Shh)
cin't too phased by the opinions of some corporate lady (Nah)
The only thing I'm fretting is if my mama
looking for a hoe you can hump
Delmonico ribeye's, 6 pepper crust
Black garlic butter, side of truffle fries is a must
I rarely do the red meat, been vegan
the girl on my mind every sunrise
Word to Zayn Africa for that sick line
For ya luv baby i fit cross all lines
Wanting you got my heart showing red lights
fat ladies, come through, do the wobblin
aint no time for scrap and the sqabble, I got soul, so I'm just your role model
figure know what's rights, then
You're currently listening to a fresh new single by Billy Marchiafava
Though his music is absolute garbage I just can't stop listening
So sit back,
in broad day a week off house arrest
Niggaz tattle tale but it ain't shit another mouse to catch
I can tell by one convo dat you ain't bouta check
singing
Baby I had the blues
But blue they were not
Baby I had the blues
But my blues was red hot
Want you back or not
Oh
Oh my God
Do I
Want you back
Do my dirt all by my lonely
All my bitches know we homies
If I pull up wit my bitch hoes better act like they don't know me
All my side bitches in
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
I fell in love with her blood red lips.
I went crazy when she moved her hips.
I wanna fuck her. She wants to fuck me
Cause I'm her lover and she's
it but I'ma grown man,
and she just don't understand
that when I'm red I'ma better man, but still bout my cheddar man
I went to Jamaica and smoked
to taunt
By a pro at an early age
I wasn't prepared for this
And I still have a lump in my throat
The lady in red is history
And all she left was a note
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
Worldwide (fuck with layaway) - [ALL THE HENNY]
This is how we do it to em - [ALL THE HYDRO]
(we'll get a lady today) - [IT'S GOIN DOWN]
this is how we
Ladies and gentelmen of the jury
Step right up and see the freak
We caught him red handed down by the morgue
Where he sleeps
And if you think that
Hase?
Ich rauche weiter, guck, ich bleib' hier auf Stand-By
Rauch' mich im Benz high, yo, ich find's endgeil
Du willst einen buffen? Das kostet
Beim
Resplendent on my bed of nails
With laser light - my peep show
I can see the serpent lady
Peeping through my perforations
Cold as knives Revolving
hard to
Break like a Lucozade bottle
But I ain't stopping for reds and
I ain't stopping for feds
Full time so, I ain't even stopping for pet'
Five up,
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