Lyrics:
How was I to know
You wouldn't show me the stars
Na na na na
Oh I was blinded by the lights
I should have listened to my friends
You were messin' with
the cotton state
So the pickings mishandled
Guess she looking for a me
I guess I just found you in the dark
I was looking for a candle
(Lookin for a)
I call
that you feel it
My hands upon your waistline
So won't you, come closer
Let me know you're all mine
Let me know you're all mine
And I might stay
wifey we assure it's gonna fit right
Some of my friends like Old School
Some of my others like New
Ima just blend this together
And watch what we gon do
a knockin/
All up on my joggers poppa like the paparazzi flockin/
dyno wit cash an a tk b/ (yeah)
ya u already know me/
booties shakin/
ladies gotta addiction
iron, bullets flyin'
Ladies bein' hit through wickedness, I'm losin' my grip
I thought we lived by the books, The Bible, Koran
We pick cotton, my back
Poetic on wax
Relax
Just let it spin
I'm from the city where they
Sold out the residents
Larenz Tate
Face paint
Dead presidents
James Brown
Arsenio in
grew up with them crack babies
But now they
MUMBLE RAP
Baby
Someone call the fat lady
Can't you see
The TOTAL
Score
Refugee vocals
I grow it local
But my
nights before the fire
You head up on my tears
Sentimental lady, you're living in a world of days gone by
Sentimental lady, you loved the movies that
(OG Parker)
(G. Ry got me)
(Murphy Kid)
I could never say, "goodbye"
Will you still ride if I pull up outside?
Will you still ride? Will you
With my first hundred G's bought my momma house
Bitch don't try to suck my dick if you got cotton mouth
Watch these snitches, man these rats think
keep lookin' like I'm one that fakin'
That could say a lot about the culture that we live in
I just gonna shoot my shot shouting goodbye haters see ya
If I could stick my hand in my heart
Spill it all over the stage
Would it satisfy you
Would it slide on by you
Would you think the boy is strange
Written by James Young
Lead vocals by James Young
yeah
eight days a week with my baby at home
and you know that she's my tender honey
baby
of a twenty dollar bill
They've got a fine fiddle band at the barn up on the hill
And by midnight we just might wind up dancin' standin' still
By my daddy's
Which one of think you can go around with the pump?
My clique for real, I ain't gotta talk no more
One in the leg, bet he won't walk no more
Ladies
moonlight ladies
Rockabye sweet baby James
Deep greens and blues are the colors I choose
Won't you let me go down in my dreams
And rockabye sweet baby
middle tennessee
Got a dog that can track down anything
And a woman i swear was sent to me by god
I keep my king james in the king ranch
Knees down, head
uh, uh)
James brown
Don't say it's easy, no
Just plain living
Sometimes it's kinda tough
Now lookit here, I gotta get up and do my thing
Ok
be goodbye
But I don't even try
If I were any kind of cowboy I'd be long gone by now
If I were Jesse James, girl you'd never run me down
I'd Tip my
had many in her jaw
Probably hit plenty in the raw (nasty bitch)
I wanna see this bitch naked on my livin' room flo'
And yo bitch, I ain't givin' up
Because my lady's a fire
Lord knows I won't do no wrong by her
And though my Lady's a liar
Heaven help me I never can deny her
She drive faster than I can
Which one of think you can go around with the pump?
My clique for real, I ain't gotta talk no more
One in the leg, bet he won't walk no more
Ladies
If I could stick my hand in my heart
Spill it all over the stage
Would it satisfy you
Would it slide on by you
Would you think the boy is strange
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