Lyrics:
Birds flying high, you know how I feel
Sun in the sky, you know how I feel
Breeze drifting on by, you know how I feel
It's a new dawn, it's a new
tied
We did bad things when we were young
You'd smile and torture me just for fun
When the sun went down, I replayed the past
Knew every scene, it
chowing on the chocha so that you'll reciprocate
I just go in (go in)
No strings (no strings)
Tastes great (tastes great)
Fun times (vitamins!)
I got
I knew this guy once
Who thought he could
manage his fate
The way he did his credit cards
He didn't have fun
Until already too late
Because he tried
Workin' in a coal mine, whoops, about to slip down
'Cause I make all the money, hauling coal by the ton
But when Saturday goes around I'm too tired for
music be leaving 'em sprung and twisted
The average nigga would have fun with this shit, that's real
Here is a secret, you don't have to keep it between
everything was okay
A time when you and me were meant to be friends
You know it's true that everything I love is riding on all of this
And I won't sit by
was a movie, we gon' make a sequel
You should come with us, let me show you how we do
Turn up for the evening, we gon' have fun tonight
Everybody on one
Stop everything
Don't roll your eyes
7-Eleven
Pick up some ice
Oh-oh, what did I say?
Heck fire
Give me a break
Do it yourself
All by
I took the high road once; it was lonely
I find the low road much more fun
I felt like I was running for office
Now I'm always on the run
I
How long could you care?
You said it once and fell down the stairs
Lighting up the advance like grand pianos in the sand
By now you've passed
that's my idea of fun
But I do enjoy the odd occasional bottle of rum
As we learnt in the songs that I have previously sung
When it's done with fruit
I was on my way walking home last night
You were standing there by a fire
You had stole some farmer's gasoline
You lit it right up there just for
pulled up and I sat in the waiting room
Is this shit all a set up, it's debatable
If I get confronted by the police
I just want a massage, I am not here
Or rice infused with diarrhea drugs
Wonder why he's here well shrug, hell yeah it's bugged
And it gets bugged'er by the minute
Question: Will
I've told too many girls that I love em
I've told too many girls they're the one
So why am I sitting here all alone
How do you measure fun?
I've
the money right,
Yeah we had some fun,
Left with more 'cause we won,
I was under investigation on suspicion of doing her wrong,
She said,
You've become
We fell in love this summer
By the spring time we were done
Is it any wonder that I didn't run?
No math equations
Could tell you what went wrong
on, we'll conspire
As we dream by the fire
To face unafraid
The plans that we've made
Walking in a winter wonderland
In the meadow we can build
to getcha, I got a 54 inch flat screen picture of me
Standing by a tree with some kackhi dickies on in a white tee
And I like the way you move, I like the way
to free fall
I try to center myself on the center of life's see-saw
I crave the fun times the sunshine entices
Of wandering temptation and unwind my
I know you sat alone so many nights waiting for me
Cold, your face like a stone, I hang up the phone when we disagree
Standing there by my side
With the bad boys always catching my eye
(Ooh way, ooh way, ooh wha)
Ooh, bad boys
Some think it's complicated
But they're straight-up fun for me
away.
Somewhere in between the speeding cars
I was born beneath a shooting star
In the morning sun they sold me
Electric hours of fun needlessly
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