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Obvi it cannot be us
IYKYK I don't have to discuss
If you don't go back some parts no time to catch up
It gotta be someone we trust
Gerald truth be told

today
It's not just something that we say
And this moment's all we ever really have
So let's not let it get away

I like hugs that last too long
We smile

Humble Mister Jones
c man that really no-one else could be
With poverty imposed
Imprisoned by his mediocrity

Humble Mister Jones
c friend who often

Let me go , let my fly by my own.
Hand on my heart.
Tryna plat on me , migga with u livin.
Get off my meat.
( Say less, say less )
( Say less, say

Drowning a dead bee
Steal honey from the queen
The dead queen

Player 2 never bothered me
I never like tea, I drink coffee
I run on pure caffeine you

So I knew, what was the one thing that would really trigger her?
And that's not something that I'm proud of
I was really ashamed by that
So do you

I Told Ya I Love Ya, Now Get Out

Stan Kenton & His Orchestra

Carrying the Torch

2001

girl take?
I told ya I love ya, now get out!

There may be times I need ya, there's no doubt;
Baby, now you're somethin' I can do without!
Leave

Hatred and jealousy, brotherhood is dying
(Love is what we really need) 
Love is the answer, but nobody's buying
Good people turning bad
Some don't, but

of style, i think
We need to take a break just to unwind
But you pretend that I didn't say nothin'
While you walkin' in the
Kitchen and touchin'
Got me

pouring all this sand
And she too damn hot, shit i'll prolly need a fan
You can tell by how she walk, she go crazy understand
How we cuddled all up, and I

Verse 1

I can't sleep I had a bad dream
I need mommy here with me
Daddy please! Stay by my side
I can't sleep, Although I tried
 
Chorus 1
When you

sucess

I want you
I need you 
will you go with me
I care for you

That's How Country Boys Roll

Billy Currington

Little Bit of Everything

2008

by a fishin' hole
That's how country boys roll

Yeah, they work, work, work
All week 'til the job gets done
Weekends they barbecue
And have a cold one

board
Started back in April
I was so poor
Couldn't afford a bagel
That's no joke
Laughed at by the gas station clerk
Same time
Disowned by family
All out

to the day, tomorrow in the sea

Like the river the river flow from a misty mountain
Liberate your mind ina conscious ocean 
Many thoughts a go by, no need

Why you actin mamon
Don Ramon in the bucket hat slappin you chavos
I need a thicc southern mami that can rap like Big Lotto
Touchin green feeling froggy

Green tips
They gone fly by
Tracing you cuz you a pussy and i drive by
Beef with cheese and you and homies look like five guys
Getting too deep in my bag

The Great Unknown

Bob Evans

Suburban Songbook

2006

go
'Cause I just can't stand the thought of losing you
Losing you

Tryin' to get lost in the night
I'm shown up by those damn street lights as if

that you need to be is yourself

So I die a little bit, I die a little
When I start to feel artificial
I die a little bit, I die a little

So I die

Zombie gore scene (Uh huh)
I need cash, you know I’m on green- like Tiger’s golf swings
And I’m an artist, it’s the perfect heist when I draw schemes (Talk

this jungle 
And now you're alone on the road 
But if you need my help I will be there 

Because I'm in your brain but I'm drunk 
Because you've drank

this jungle 
And now you're alone on the road 
But if you need my help I will be there 

Because I'm in your brain but I'm drunk 
Because you've drank

’ll tip 

She really want some work I ship 

Already fucked her why trip 

Lotta grind lotta balling

Like the x games

Heart larger then my body need a x

me with the guns
Got grenades of my own
Got to slow you with the stuns
Game of tag is really fun
Never caught me never won
Five stars still running