Lyrics:
Man you hell of a pussy for
The shit you did last night
I could tell you nervous right now by
How you moving your hands right
Yeah please don't fuck
took was you
Can of Sherwin Williams blue
Thirty years of Sunday sermons
To finally hear the truth
Things were getting out of hand
Didn't wanna be
still hear the soft southern winds in the live oak trees
And those Williams boys they still mean a lot to me Hank and Tennessee
I guess we're all gonna
Tell me my kindness will be worth the while
I wonder if their heads are just as sore
I don't see the man in my reflection
Don't agree with much of my
I got a feeling nigga really that my money be the root
Look up at the stars she like honey where the roof?
Pull up hear the dogs canaries they goin
the usual
Langston my cousin I'm with Lenox now
Black as can be I never been this proud
Shook hands in business now
Just call me William IV
And that's Lenny
on a quest to find his lost son, Nemo?
Oh, and by the way, poetic talent is really easy to fake when thy sentences doth no fucking sense make
"To be
admit I been tempted by drugs
I admit that I just need a hug (I)
I admit the devil talk to me sometimes
But the devil is not who I trust (yeah, not who
ya (kill ya)
Be in a tomb, just facing my time
Loyal on side, outside spoiler on rides, system bumping, bumping ?oh boy? in the ride
Oh boy I done
right where we should be
With my arms out wide I open my eyes
And now all I wanna see
Is a sky full of lighters
A sky full of lighters
By the time
was originally
Scheduled to be released last
Year, but it was pushed back
By Meek's label, Atlantic
After he was sentenced to
Six months in prison
(He
don't hear a soul denying
And now the little boy who cried just got his way
But nobody wants to play
It's a shame that no one cried when William
Hook
To all the men woman kids, Little boys and girls.
I'm sending messages of love all across the world.
You can be anything, Just believe in your
know, stallion leading us
Into a hot girl summer followed by the
Coldest of nuclear winters
What does that even mean anyway?
I don't know
But, uh, hey
Dr.
I got a feeling nigga really that my money be the root
Look up at the stars she like honey where the roof?
Pull up hear the dogs canaries they goin
can still hear the soft Southern winds in the live oak trees
And those Williams boys they still mean a lot to me
Hank and Tennessee
I guess we're all
Mrs. Jones maiden name Susan Roberts
Danny Jones her husband loving nice
Their second boy named for her father Casey
Middle name William, and no
Yo (damn) Young Buck where my money at man
My niggas is playing what nobody
In here but you, spyder and Mase
There's supposed to be three
Hundred
is
He wanted to shine at the swap meet
Til the white boys got him in that hot seat
I only love it when her hair long
You should listen to this beat
is
He wanted to shine at the swap meet
Til the white boys got him in that hot seat
I only love it when her hair long
You should listen to this beat
I got a feelin nigga wit it ? and my money be da root.
Look up at da stars, she like "Honey where da roof?"
Pull up in a Dawes ?, canaries ? dey go
Bidirap wey dey flow
Wey dey show
Wey dey come
Williams like Uchemba
Get cash for November
Do show for December
I be bread winner
You be nutella
And your Blue Duck's no longer alive
You took Jim Reed to your warm wedding bed
And from out of your love was born the boy, Ed
A pal killed Jim Reed by
1885
And your Blue Duck's no longer alive
You took Jim Reed to your warm wedding bed
And from out of your love was born the boy, Ed
A pal killed
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