Lyrics:
a clue what was on the road
Years passed and we grow up to be big boys
Start grow beard and a deep voice
Develop all of a sudden our life start
Some man
won't be coming back
They ran right over Amadie's vocal cords
Those good old boys in a good old Model T Ford
Amadie took a walk by the railroad track
of you
You can fall when I will climb
But I'll be falling over just by having you in mind
Mend that fight, oh listen to them
Kickin' up a ball inside
making pretty pictures of you.
You can fall when I will climb,
But I'll be falling over just by having you in mind.
[Chorus 1]
[Chorus 2: x2]
You
they got me
Ask me how I did it, now we at the top
Perfect timin', don't be fooled by the rocks I got
We be shinin', bitch took it to another level
don't even think of callin back
Man I know those cats, him and his click be flowin crack
Up in Prominax(?), stickin them kids, by the laundromat
down with my own thugs
Mo' thugs in the pound, you know it's goin down
Represent that H-Town, pop trunks surround by sound
Want to be a baller shot
to get impatient, can't stand waiting
Chicks be hating, so I quit dating
I stay skating, 22 inch shoes
The Boyz N Blue, giving boys the blues
Your toys
I'll be right by your side
Radio play me that new 3005
Bino won't die, illest rapper alive
See what's up with Fredo when
I'm out in the Chi
Murder
Forever our secret, I'll never discuss it
He got that iron
That boy swear he be clutchin'
I look in his eyes
I can tell he won't bust it
You know most
I know that I won't be respected
Just neglected
All that I wanted was you by my side
But you walked in front of me all of the while
Nothing that
And the way it's gonna make you shout, shout, shout, boy
Disco guy
You'll be sorry if you pass me by
I've got what you need
And boy, I wouldn't tell you
Stop the bus
I want to be lonely
When seconds pass slowly
And years go flying by
You gotta stop the bus
I'll get off here
Enough's enough
I'm
Stop the bus
I want to be lonely
When seconds pass slowly
And years go flying by
You gotta stop the bus
I'll get off here
Enough's enough
I'm
And the way it's gonna make you shout, shout, shout, boy
Disco guy
You'll be sorry if you pass me by
I've got what you need
And boy, I wouldn't tell you
really clear they abroad
They sound like they boxed in
It's not just where they record
There's a cost to be the boss they can't clearly afford
Swear
really clear they abroad
They sound like they boxed in
It's not just where they record
There's a cost to be the boss they can't clearly afford
Swear
to be the only one on view
Once I've got this trap foiled
by getting the fellow's jokes spoiled
I'm gonna charm the girl my way
Out of time I love
Oh goddamn
I'm intrigued by your lovin
Oh man
Your soul got me on cloud nine
Love how you're all mine, mine, mine
You got that Good Good, Ohhh
mine, See it in her eyes
She impressed by the pageantry
I know why these niggas mad at me
Every verse another casualty
The fucking tape look like
think I might be time for you to go
You're a sour little boy
With a fragile masculinity
You saw me as your toy
Now that I'm not you abuse me
You're a sour
follow me
Watching how you breathing, baby heathen, bring ya peace to me
Out the door I'm leaving cuz you fiening I know who you be
Looking though, I'm by
Yeah
Yeah, Yeah
I don't give a fuck about
What you say (What you say)
Took a walk outside
And let my mind go play (Mind go play)
Pussy boys make
Podcast tabloids download on them android
Iphones and Itunes yo go get my tune
Bad boy I'm a rude boy sin city oh boy
Big toys jet skies Shelby Gt
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