Lyrics:
drivin' 10 more hours 'fore my workin' day is done
By the side of the freeway workers mowin' down the grass
Sunshine sparklin' like diamonds off the lakes
make it clear to Memphis' fore I see the risin' sun
I'll be drivin' 10 more hours' fore my workin' day is done
By the side of the freeway workers mowin'
Blue Cyclone, Oooh
Well my wife went out of town 'bout a year or so back
And left me at home by myself to batch,
And after five straight nights
cracker a day (what? Oh shit)
Girl, well, I heard the bitch was married to Tim
And started fucking with Trina
Well, I heard the bitch got hit by three
cracker a day (what? Oh shit)
Girl, well, I heard the bitch was married to Tim
And started fucking with Trina
Well, I heard the bitch got hit by three
shit I ain't puttin no doubt in myself from this day forward I'm ballin
I was walkin fore I was talkin
Had to get these n***as up off me
If you in
a moment adolescent
Freshest til my day is done, I reckon
Never turning tables but I'm breaking records
Like James, gotta say it for the record
I ain't ever
of sin
So I suppose he was right
And knew about my harder days
Fore i ever did
I still flirt with a couple cups
It's a vice yea I don't pretend
But I guess
playing hide and seek
Scared of the crunching sound made by their teeth
Because if they found me they'd scream out LET'S EAT
I won't be their next cotton
team doublin' up on cups of lean
Blue dream weed make my bitch go by
Got her layin' on her back
With her legs up in the sky
I'mma take me a dab and watch
back home
It was essential that presidential was consequential 'fore the
Century turned into a crash and a burn and then the
Truth was buried by who's
sun in my eyes gone blind me
Damn just think I blew past a statie, checking for the blue lights behind me
Stomach churning listening for sirens,
cll I
every single day
Boy you're my world and I'm proud to be your girl
Bad times can pass us by cause right now I'm on cloud nine
You're a pink cloud in
cross them tracks
You better lift them god damned feet
'Cause you ain't never gon', never gon'
Never gon' never find love
'Fore you'll end up, end up just
at a time
Let me try to remind you
Of when we were young
Like that first day I met you
'Fore I fell in love
'Fore that day you were cold and jaded
'Fore your
this young big tawny bitch
Who wish to be queen for a day?
Who would sacrifice the great grandsons
An' daughters of her jealous mother?
By suckin' their
and sing
The St james Blues"
And slipped a twenty dollar
Bill inside my lapel
So I can tip the ferryman
When I arrive in hell
I never caught his name
His
watching
Jessie to my James we could be like team rocket
All this rain pouring got me holding up my jacket
Only time you getting wet is in the bed when we
and play
With me today
Warm marmalade sky
Candy cottons above all the way up high
I can't wait to see you
My Sunny Day
Oh how I miss
The times that we spent
the top down with a dirty stick
And some shit to distribute
White or blue, cotton too
Demon baby, inside that coupe
Masked down, tryna step on you
I
Maybach Music
Pray for the days when the failure was a phase
Or hate was the case but they tell you to your face
The top came down so I never
'Til one day I grew suspicious
When I stepped on a crack on Aunt Edna's stoop
And got pooped on by a group of stupid pigeons
Then we flew the coop
'Til one day I grew suspicious
When I stepped on a crack on Aunt Edna's stoop
And got pooped on by a group of stupid pigeons
Then we flew the coop
I grew up with reverence for the red white and blue
Spoke of God and liberty reciting the Pledge of allegiance
Learned love of country from my own
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