Lyrics:
Well, I had two weeks of vacation time coming
After working all year down at Big Roy's Heating And Plumbing
So one night when my family the I were
Well, I had two weeks of vacation time coming
After working all year down at Big Roy's Heating And Plumbing
So one night when my family the I were
the memory of me
And oh my beautiful guitar, that's what really broke my heart
Had been stolen by the two-faced low lothario
One night stand, lover you got
Drove by the uce's spot just the other day
Nothings changed but didn't quite feel the same
Was some long nights and even lonely days
So many memories
scout I do not tie knot's
I do it like Sean
Ball like chris Paul
Sing to the bitches
Like king of the fall
Big booty bitch bring a migo
To the wall
roll
Ginobili euro step
No travel
Toni Tone (Tony)
Someone come
Please Award me uhhhh
Splash Sean Elliot
Now he announcing
For the home team
Bruce Bowen
the beats be big heat
Sean *Evans with the sauce, you *in the hot seat
Got wings, like red bull, shit can get extreme
Cause if you toing lines you better keep
Yeah
Yeah
One, two, three
Yeah
Hundred bitches on me
That shit is way too philly
Yeah
I feel lonely
And I'm lonely
And I'm by the street
Yeah
Honey,
walker
Yeah I'm growing up my green like I'm a gardener
My two favourite letters Jay Z, Sean Carter
She asked me if I'm drunk I said uhh no officer
her
parts
The big lie
Is feeding
Improve
Our life and live it
The big lie
Is needed
To move
Our life and live it
World divided in two
They say, they do
do.
[Chorus: x2]
Ex dope dealer the ex being the quotion, dividin' the pride,
By the motion that I'm movin' whats a coast off the ocean
get seen
I'm a Dirty Bird now but I keep shit clean
I rip meanface niggas one by one
Or two by two, I'll take 'em however they come
Instead
crept in when we had to part ways
You, you, pursuing dreams, memories ablaze (oh-oh-oh)
[Chorus]
But we're still close, no matter the miles (oh-oh)
niggas numbing all of the memories
Kill my liver, they telling me not to think just
One step, two step, three step, four
Said left foot, right foot, keep
a moment, not taking pictures to save it
I mean, how could I forget? My memory's never faded
I can't relate to these haters, my enemies never made it
I am
me
Friends texting me saying they're going right to the movies
And shit confusing me
Like what really is a groupie
Feeling stupid by all this that
drives
Crackin' coronas in the tide right next to me
And you're still the best part of me
And now your memory will always be
Right here on Huntington Beach
give them that one-two-punch
I'm part of the big-brass, first class
Big time bunch
I hit the right places
I cover my bases
I do what I have
Literally
This fame is not it for me
Want to make a flame so
Big it would make the devil sweat for me
Iam a porcupine step aside
No one next to me
Offline but
these two hands
We'll hang some memories on the walls
And when just the two of us are there
You won't have to ask if I still care
'Cause as the time turns
Killer
Killer
Two blinks
Four Brinks
Consequences
Jumping out the plane without lenses
The senses of being a kid and jumping fences
Defensive
You got
gotten out of a relationship with a girl that had the same name as R
To only want you, monogamous
Good memories
Shower talks, back porch intercourse,
the sky...I'll be there
I swear, like a shadow that's by your side...I'll be there
For better or worse, till death do us part
I'll love you with ev'ry beat
end up singing Beatles songs
Three part harmonies I swear still linger on
I owe it all
I owe it all
To the memories in those four walls
I owe it
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