Lyrics:
Astley/Fisher
Someone called me just the other day
I thought it was you, but my hopes were washed away
I picked up the telephone, it sent a shiver
a good ride
Time to bring it to a close
You said you really loved me and I thought it Was true
But I caught you with the homie, now I'm Feeling really
Boy now ya takin' yo last breath
Money in the power brand new Eddie Bauer
Off up into this day, I don't know why that shit was sour
You was
I miss the good old days
Can we take it back there today
Memories went by
Being with you, it felt alright
But I don't know any better
This is
and then off to mickey Finns
Just dropped my girl like a bad habit
I love a rainy night with my man Eddie Rabbit
I'm not that old where I shat down my leg
the good times we had somehow strayed away,
let's put our love back,
put lovin' back how it used to be, in the days of true romancin'.
Give me that old
thing as new old friends
I seen cars (switch up)
Seen hoes (switch up)
Seen money all switch up
When the days get dimmer
Who gon' leave you there
Intro speaker (talking)
Yeah it feels good
Female vocalist ad-lib: Oh
Yeah it feels good to be a trendsetter
Yeah it feels good to be a trendsetter
the phone is cold
And as the hours are passing
So the day grows old
And as the light is fading
Don't breathe another sigh
And if you think of calling
technology to try to screw niggas
I'm good long as an old gun will kill a new nigga
Y'all dudes with 9 lives got one life left
And controversy sells but it
East Side
You're bound to find nothing but bad luck
Days can drift by, but I don't give a damn if you with me
Even if the earth exploded, I probably
on my seat
Ten-thousand-dollar toe rings, featured by me
Bitches know it's time out
They be fucking me so good, I be like 'Time out'
They want to fuck
got that old cup
Hold up, these nigga's want no bucks
Straight shot sipper
I ain't mixing my liquor
Bitch I'm not kidding
Y'all some Fisher
on a narco rap
He beat the rap by rattin' on some bikers
He said, hey, I know it's dangerous,
But it sure beats Riker's
But the next day he got offed
By
on these bastards like I'm the Dovahkiin
"Well I guess it's over then. Can't stop a guy with good hands"
Like fans, after Acid Rap, y'all never had a good
real the ass fake, never been in last place
They can keep them handshakes, insecure ass snakes
Eddie V it's lamb Steaks, we can do this for lunch
Stayed
On a rainy, windy morning that's the day that I was born on
In that old sharecroppers one room country shack
They say my mammy left me same day
Shout out Collin, I can call him
He keep every Eddie ready for me
Shout out Spaulding, I been ballin
They ain't even ready, ready, ready
ready for me
the champion is singing again
Bring back the good old days
When reggae music keep you rocking and swing
Bring back the good old days
When good music was reigning
Remember the good old days
Before I was replaced by a fake
I'm not the only on that thinks
It's safe to say you've changed
(Away, away, away)
Intoxicated and I'm faded by you honey, why
We finally made it, got to lovin' money, seeds and shine
They wanna hate it, try to break it but it's
Intoxicated and I'm faded by you honey, why
We finally made it, got to lovin' money, seeds and shine
They wanna hate it, try to break it but it's
On a rainy, windy morning that's the day that I was born on
In that old sharecroppers one room country shack
They say my mammy left me same day
Eddie was a good man
Honest and hard working
Never gave love a try
He was a night crawler
Working at the corner
Shop to try and just get by
He
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