Lyrics:
Flowing like a motherfucking wave in the ocean
She for the streets, her dry ass ocean
"Hey, QB come put me in motion"
Girl, I'm good, that's why I got
Before I hit a lick, I'ma get it on my own, pack touch down I'm like Pat Mahomes
Ice cream man got pack for cones, ice cream man outside two phones
Come
a slut
Now this is how the shit begins
I met Dana by one of my friends
By Big O just to be exact
We was just chillin' by my homie named Pat
Then I heard
for the green grass
Better wear tinted lenses, if you look at my clean ass
Catch me today, with a cannon or a Kodak
Cause by tomorrow, yesterday gon
Who's to blame?
Love is love by any name
Who's to blame?
Song lyrics checked for accuracy with Pat Benatars Music Anthology
Heart broken please don't pick up the pieces
I know people hate and they hate for no reason
Watch you switch up on me then you change like
labeled a misfit
Everyday sucks dick, even Christmas
Don't play this song for the Christians
Crucify my words and image
Can't get past the line
by
The wind in the willows played tea for two
The sky was yellow and the sun was blue
Strangers stopping strangers
Just to shake their hand
by
The wind in the willows played tea for two
The sky was yellow and the sun was blue
Strangers stopping strangers
Just to shake their hand
two, one two, check it out
All alone, gold song, like Mike Corleone
Get a little while in the pen, still hold the throne
Blood is the same for us
In the Seven, Seven, Nine, it ain't no backing down
Shit get cracking now
Walk in parties they don't pat them down
You know what that's about, huh
ain't givin it, but I'm gettin it
Playing with all of the songs to state the relevance
By posting some of the moves for the ellof it
And doing anything
i'ma sho split it
(Project Pat) in Hollywood at the stop sign
Watchin out for one time
Clean on them things
Niggas hate cause I'm bout mine
I'm on that
whole wide world that we can play for you? Words and music, Copyright 2016 by David Gregorio. Guitar and vocals: Dave Gregorio. Drums, bass, keyboards:
is just like medicine
Take twice in a day like medicine
When you get a pat on your back for a wage for making millions for your boss
When you win
of the evening when the dealing got rough
She was too pat to open and too cool to bluff
I picked up my matches and was closing the door
I had one of those
pass by.
Well the wind in the willow's playin' "Tea for Two"
Sky was yellow and the sun was blue,
Strangers stoppin' strangers just to shake their
This Is Not America - The Song
Words and music by David Bowie and Pat Metheny.
This is not America, sha la la la la
A little piece of you
like he work for CIA A
Bout to steal your man sending you a PSA
M.I.A. bitch he might go M.I.A.
M.I.A. bitch he might go M.I.A.
Wanna pat me down like he
off an island down into the pit
I'm surrounded by broads asking me for a pic
Naked with diamonds nothing on my wrist
They want me to be quiet fuck
rough
She was too pat to open and too cool to bluff
As I picked up my matches
And was closing the door
I had one of those flashes
I'd been there before,
performed by Slaid Cleaves, Scrappy Jud Newcomb and Pat Manske
produced by Scrappy Jud Newcomb
recorded by Pat Manske at The Zone, Dripping Springs, Texas
me by the beach
You don't know where I stay back and forth from west to east
I be looking for the peace, ain't no piece on me
Only thing I care
pat
Pity the fool for any kitty-kat
It's the look of lust
The look of lust is in your eyes
A look that you can't disguise
Oh, a look of lust is sayin'
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