Lyrics:
better than a life under a spell
Some sing songs of Churchill and some of Errol Flynn
Verses for Albert Jacka and Charles Kingford Smith
But none of them
tire out in the cold ass world
Better grind hard to keep up ya know
Drive in a fast car to shake the boys in blue
Man that's all we do
In my old school,
n back
But I'm michigan boy can you feel that
And I'm home
You never met a motherf***er quite like me
Not like me, god damn like me, hey hey like me
Come on and dance with me boy
Come on and dance with me
Come on and dance with me boy
Come on and dance with me
Hey, hoah
Hey, hoah
Hey
was number one before the season had began
Boy, you make me wanna
Boy you make me wanna-
Boy, you make me wanna
Go 'head, go 'head, go
Boy, you
know my face
When I pass by betcha girl'll wave "Hey!"
They feelin my dougies
Fresh like dougie
But not dougie fresh
Dougie Z
I'm thuggin
And you
(Hey)
Boys it's Christmas, let's all go by the fire
So let's say hey
It's Christmas, been a while since we seen you
By the fire with my hands all roasting
Ooh, I do, I do (hey, hey, hey)
I do, I do (hey, hey, hey)
Hey (hey, hey, hey)
Ooh, I do, I do (hey, hey, hey)
I do, I do (hey, hey, hey, hey
Floating in your purgatory
But you made your choice
And you're living it every day
(Hey! Hey! Hey!)
Lazy girl, dirty boy
Surrounded by your broken
you I'm gon' shoot ya) hey
Raindrop (drip), drop tops (drop top)
Smokin' on cookie in the hotbox (cookie)
Fuckin' on your bitch she a thot, thot,
you I'm gon' shoot ya) hey
Raindrop (drip), drop tops (drop top)
Smokin' on cookie in the hotbox (cookie)
Fuckin' on your bitch she a thot, thot,
as they flew in the air
Butter actin' up and grabbin' stuff by the pair
Gina at the door cause she good with the gun
They both grabbed the money and run
Hey hey hey hey hey hey
Ah hey hey hey hey hey hey hey
Ah hey hey hey hey hey hey hey
Ah hey hey hey hey hey hey
Verse 1:
Hold yo tongue
Heard
Walking down the street, watching ladies
I got by watching you, watching you
I want you, like if I ain't got nothing to do
He's a goner, hey, you just
Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Got me feeling like
Hey Boy Im on another level
Trusting God no matter what so Im walking by faith
Boy Im on another
to
Let these boys know
What they're messin' with now, alright
And that's the new and improved
Lil SASSy
Hey what, hey what
Yup, I'm goin celibate
Hey
just smile and wave, hey hey
Every single rose they plant
Decorates a grave
It's a garden built by slaves
For slaves
I know
Boy's just smile and wave,
to a girl
A guard grabbed him by the back of the neck
Dragged him away
We've never seen this boy again
We were told he was taken to the freezer box
Hey hey
She's got some nice long hair
And you know that she's a bad chick
All the boys stare
Can't help it it's a habit
Clothes that she wears
Short
the weather
You grow up, grow old, or you hit the road 'round here
So I drive (drive drive)
Watching white lines passing by
My plastic dashboard Jesus
to make a choice
I’m not a playa I just got a lot of toys
Then my thoughts were interrupted by another sexy voice
Hey! Fine Boy
Chineke! Fine Boy
Abi? You
something good
But I shoulda had another mechanic under my hood
If you see me walking by you, boy, don't you even speak
Pretend you on the sofa and I'm
of your faith
偽り無い道を突き進めるかい?
Your way!!
Hey boys, hey girls!!
One time, one life
Don't waste your time now
Don't be afraid of failing
喜怒哀楽ブチ込んで
覚悟キメたなら
in heat
Hey, woadie, put it down, make me sleep for weeks (I love, yeah)
I love it, boy, when you play this song
Dead wrong, you know this record be
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