Lyrics:
want this time?
I said look man, a-what time is it?
He said the clock on the wall say three o'clock
Last call for alcohol, so what you need?
One
the kitchen, four different stoves, fish waist deep
Yanking blue tops, twenty dollars get you three of 'em
Paul made the sweatsuit
With Neiman with the thing
better drive by me
We the People Army is known to get rowdy
And even if you a friend of the blue
You can get it too, snitchin is never forgettable
This
by out of the blue
They went for drinks shoot some pool
Or maybe her old car broke down
She's stranded fifty miles from town
She's trying to find
the ends (N) 15 like Shambo
This beat was made by walkz but
The steel on my waist
Gonna beat like bangles
Back this blade tryna turn him to bits
Let
head leave u red if u blue
I ain't no blood but I fuck with the crew
Some of y'all niggas can't fuck with my crew
Get on the table RKO like randy
She
Lunazul and this shit got me tipsy
Blue crips in my pocket like a Rollin' 60
Make three niggas stomp ya, we gon' put you six feet
And I ain't worried bout
block, was never hard to find
Just like Whitney and Bobby
Keisha and Tommy, just be by my side
Like, just let me know if you ridin', is you on timin'
6.Life Happens
(hook)
What happened to my life what happened to the people by side i be mostly by my lonely but i guess it only right what happened
better drive by me
We the People Army is known to get rowdy
And even if you a friend of the blue
You can get it too, snitchin is never forgettable
This
Check it out, I'm the C-A-S-A, the N-O-V-A,
And the rest is F-L-Y,
You see I go by the code of the doctor of the mix,
And these reasons I'll tell you
bluffing nah fuck it thanks for nothing
Head coach let's play
Giving a pass to the backstage
Two chains blue Jays cava the sauce at my age
Stick up
On the parade ground across the great divide
I saw 1000 candles flickering
And through a peasant’s eyes I saw a green-clad man
Ringing blue bells
Two o'clock early in the mornin'
I'm feeling down and blue
I can tell another night will go
Without dreams and without you
I call you up
Just
first draft
Tryna perseveres, Through 3-D nightmares
Where, No one cares
Everyone in here's, Controlled by puppeteers
Actions shock my, Eyes and ears
the dirty stop-outs from Easton up to Knowl
I got the blues:
The cider blues:
On Thursday morning you find him standing by the door
By 3 o'clock he's down
Writer & Natalìs Ruby Rubero
Verse 3 Sexy like a saxophone with smooth moves I get the green make the fellas get the blues I bring the team now your lady
99 Bottles of Beer Lyrics BY: D-Black
1st verse
I knew this player name Heineken his Boy Corona/
Old foster ran a juke joint on the corner/
Colors
Three Days In Mexico
Blue Foley BMI - Nashville Nights Publishing
Trick Savage ASCAP - Full Trick Music Publishing
Josh Roy
Todd
of my shoes
They too timid to even make it a single minute
I was molded by the pain
Shit, I'm Bane, I was raised in it
You and me are not the same
I was
Sometimes I get overwhelmed
I'm in, in over my head
Put my life online for sale
Put that wish up on a star
Put that money on myself
Sometimes I'm just by
realistic hooks
Like a fisherman's brook
An efficient outlook
To disintegrate the foundation shook
By that babbling brook
Shoulda offed her
Left her sleepin
don't need to roll a phone
We love to ride bikes, play games and take it easy
Do our homework and watch us a little t.v
I'm in tha house by at least six
(You know what they say about these dudes? They all got rythm)
[chorus]
Another day, another day goes by
Sitten round the house hangin out ge'n high
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