Lyrics:
Turn it off
Come on
Hell no
Sounds bad
Who the heck sings that song?
The kid next door
He plays it all night long
Feels just like I'm livin' in
get there
You sound like you got no control
Over whether you go or not
That's just it
What is it about a woman that makes
Such a dummy out of a man
Lil Boat
Every single night I like to fuck on a thotty
Ice on my wrist like a nigga play hockey
I'm balling on these niggas
That's why all these
the sound that saves us
The Word by which we're found
The promise that sustains us
The light that leads us home
Lead us home
[Chorus]
With infinite
that's why I'm doing this sound
Now don't get me wrong
I'm still down with the barrio
I dedicate this to The Wolf and Mario
Rest in peace from this earth
808 Mafia
That's a long, long line, that's off sides
(That's off sides) that's my home town
Sold that shit out twice (It two times)
At the wrong
you can see that I called
You get this message by tomorrow, I might be gone
But still I'm trying to hold on, and trying not to cave in
So I just walk
that also just sounds like a pickup line, God
I hate dating just so much
I don't even know
'Cause I want to bring it up
But also I don't want to be
Let out chuckle and acting like you don't even mean it,
Guess I gotta do it on my own,
I came a long way from home,
I've always had to do it on my own,
home, now
She said that she don't like home
Stay so high that she won't come down
Thinking where did life go
Time passed by and it won't slow down
No it
Dialogue, "Where would you like to spoon?"
My cue, with you, underneath the silvery moon.
By the light of the silvery moon,
I want to spoon, to my honey
a yellow brick road
That we follow back home
And I know you can't wait
Your belligerent hate
There's no place like home
There's no place like home
like a chick flick
Choppa burn 'em like incense
Been the realest nigga since an infant
Yeah, my homie shot that nigga, but he innocent, yeah (Innocent)
a creation
Tortured by a collection of fleeting carnal sensations that
Take away from your soul until all that's left is abrasive remainders
Fading reminders
at midnite
Fly outta cage fly away far from town
Fly like the wind and the sound
Fly over countries hard to pronounce
Like a feather lighter than a ounce
Fly
minds not sound
I’ve been puttin’ my face in the ground
Pondering perfection, like oh, how, wow
It’s been a long journey coming down
From my broken crown
Don't you want to feel loved
Don't you want to be the one approached
Don't you want to feel arms around your neck and you feel like home
Do you want
cuff em
Straight duck em, Like Donald quack qwuck
I don't even know the sound
Them bitches make cause
Bitches ain't shit, but hoes and tricks
Bitches
lover shit
Got damn, ain't that your home-girl?
Scandalous bitches, we living in a cold world
That's why I flip 'em, flip 'em like a zone girl
And every
I know you've heard the stories
But they all sound too good to be true
You've heard about a place called home
But there doesn't seem to be one for
beside the fields in Texas
Feelin' like i'm home
Feelin' like i'm home
Feelin' like i'm home
Hit snooze
Don't feel like getting out of bed
Drink some
One day I'm walking in my building and they stopped me
Told me I looked just like this kid that did a robbery
And I ain't never stole nothing in my
queen
Your all my eyes really need
You blow my mind every time that we meet
But we've been running around
Listening to our head over sound
We've been
liquor
Walk back by him, spit lead to the head, niggaz off my mind
Go ahead nigga, talk that crime shh
Talk that, spark that nine shh, walk that fine
Line,
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