Lyrics:
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You talk fable lyrics sounding like a fairy tale
The swan song for the fake shit, farewell
I'm for the here and now but plan for tomorrow
Don't owe
Got mixed emotions you could tell how I talk up in my songs
Stop flashing bad off them pills
Boy you know you in the wrong
I just lost my dawg
Yea
parallel
You talk fable lyrics sounding like a fairy tale
The swan song for the fake shit, farewell
I'm for the here and now but plan for tomorrow
Don't owe
Red light, red shirt, red skin, red dirt
Blue bills, blue sky, blue feels, blue fire
Picking sides, is that what doing
Is anything black and white
five year tradition
On the Red Creek Expedition
(Tag)
Yea the Red Creek Expedition
Written By: Dennis Ledbetter & Scott Southworth
Red Dirt Girl
Me and my best friend Lillian
And her blue tick hound dog Gideon
Sittin' on the front porch soaking up the shade
Singing every song
in my scope)
Girl white like coke, cold white, no snow
Let the pack burn slow
I can feel it in my bones
Cut my vein, bleeding red, bloodied up my bed
I
a glance, the swatch general will enhance
To set it off and hang you by the seat of your pants
So slam dance, and let the world feel the song
When we bumrush
a connection to Christmas music and it began in early childhood spurred on by three things. My culture, my family, and my city. I'm a born and raised new Yorker.
Midnights, Marlboro reds
All i want is a cigarette after sex
Close your eyes, fantasize
About me
Sweat, blood and tears
It is what it is
Give me
a new door for this country we are making
Red White and Blue let our colors ring true
From the sound of the music that's carried us through
just go by with ease
I put my flip flops on in the middle of winter
Nothing like a real good song making me shiver
I got that red dress on reminiscent
You and I we belong, if we choose to get along
Still we always bring our bullshit home
Time is passing us by holding onto you tight
I ain't
drip
Franks Red hot sauce
Thats OG mixed with Pink Runts
You can tell by the way i cough
Staying focused on my money
Topshelf Madoff I'm 350 on pre
the truth
Up on the mountain, it's up to you
Here by the mountain we wrought
Here by the mountain we fought
Now the roses are dead, they used to be red
Up
friend
Of a man who sells cars second hand
Down at the Red Rose Cafe in the Harbor
There by the port just outside Amsterdam
Everyone shares in
friend
Of a man who sells cars second hand
Down at the Red Rose Cafe in the Harbor
There by the port just outside Amsterdam
Everyone shares in
friend
Of a man who sells cars second hand
Down at the Red Rose Cafe in the Harbor
There by the port just outside Amsterdam
Everyone shares in
by blood
He has the bleakest secrets to share
In a way that everyone would care
There goes a song from an Eastern Man
With his Tifa and a mouth like
There goes a song comes from deep within
His feeling bout his murdered family
By a loyal army
Sa pu mama mati karena tentara
Sa pu rumah hancur karena
feel sad
All this drive-by love got me
Crazy like a drug
I wear my red lipstick, got my make-up on
I'm Miss America, now I'm gone, baby, gone
I wear my
like this red string of fate
Is tied on, tighter than before
On this day and all that will go by
Our love will only multiply
It's all for you
I'll be
You are the song
Singing in my heart
A melody in harmonies
Familiar from the start
You are the sweet in the honey
You are the red in the rose
I'm singing this song
Pouring my heart out to you
You and I (you and I)
Are one the same (are one in the same)
Red blood (red blood)
Flowing through
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