Lyrics:
come from money my family’s broke
Break my back stack my cake up
Spoiled brat can’t get enough
Blow it on me not in the club
High priced drink inside my
to get you back
Sharp as a tack, my perfect plan
Oh let's go down, down by the river
It's another round, I might be the winner
Got the snake eyes vice,
a working class man with some upper class demands
Some qucci wrapped pants with some Dapper dan on my back Cash
Stack big enough to make a rubber band snap
stud
Pretty little baby on the cabin floor
Little hoss colt playin' 'round the door
I love the girl with golden hair
And the Tennessee stud loves
to death's door
An echo's dance, the sound always comes back
Find the beast, bring the horse back to me
Mother Kaye pulls little Blanche away
Flashes
a little but baby please[00:20.98]Come on tell me baby do really fuck with me[00:23.07]Baby just pass the keys[00:24.81]I can take you to a place you haven't
marigolds and Muay Thai into
The eye of the tiger
I almost died on a scooter
I almost died on a boat
I figure fuck it, baby
Come as you are and die as you go
river of doubt
I just wanna rise and walk along the riverside
And when the morning comes baby I don't wanna hide
I'll stand right at your side with my
Clone, clone a young nigga and still flop
I buy pints by the two, no Pac
Baby, pass me the hookah
Baby, pass me the hookah
Baby, pass me the hookah
on the bottom, Baby I would never come up
Well the suns gonna shine in my back door,
Baby in my back door someday
The sun gonna shine in my back door someday
Well
Etuk idim yogo yogo yong di dien
(Little stream flow back to me)
When you no dey come around I no dey fit dey
Etuk idim yogo yogo yong di dien
Take a baby to the river, Kyle William they called him
Wash the baby in the water, take away little Kyle's sin
In a whitewash shotgun shack an old man
Tell 'em if they want it, they can come get that (Statik)
I swear I love my city, I just want less (Statik)
See me, they salute me, they ain't
back
'Cause damn, girl, we sure had something
Baby blue Chevy by the river runnin'
Tennessee stars, whiskey brown eyes
Dancin' in the dark, singin'
the fuck am
I kidding? That's that D'usse talking
Hold up come back I'm just singing
This can't, work go figure
First girl I met that ain't a gold digger
Can
will take you away and be all the way
So come on, baby, and follow me
I'mma take you there. I'mma take you for free
Come on, we're traveling. Cover my
doop)
Aaaah, baby
(Do doop doopty doop)
I'm gonna call a friend
Of mine in a band now
(Do doop doopty doop)
I want him to come up
And testify now
Velour tell them stop playing Man
At your noggin about them band Bands
Boot was clear never sand Tan
Bomb stashed by the trash Can
Bags of pressure
keep still
And all the little girls rhyme something
On the way back home from school
And all the little girls rhyme something
On the way back home from
we've got lines to run
We'll come back again but first there's work to be done"
He's got fishing lines strung across the Louisiana Rivers
Gotta catch
Take a baby to the river, Kyle William they called him
Wash the baby in the water, take away little Kyle's sin
In a whitewash shotgun shack an old man
crazy
By the way I'm moving to the beat
You're standing on the wall
What you come here for?
You're gonna feel the heat
Dancing next to me
If you
Too high, can't come down
Losing my head, spinning round and round
Round and round round and round
Back to the hoes
Ridin' down 7-4th and Hoover
us all, so we can ball, at thug's mansion
Every corner, every city
There's a place where life's a little easy
Little Hennessy, laid back and cool
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