Lyrics:
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You got your problems, baby
(No doubt) , and I got mine
Let's just spеnd it all
By putting it together, yeah
(yeah, check it out, uh)
When you say
forget any details
Vacation for My Soul
Miss me, baby
'Cause I'm missing you
Wherever we'll be
There will be rest for me
'Cause you're a vacation for my
But that's all lies
'Cause baby on the real if I had one of you
I could give you all the things that I love it's true
Baby that's why I'm gonna
I've been givin'
You're gonna miss the life you've been livin'
You're gonna want me, baby I know it
You're gonna want me, but I'll set you free
I
give me a fist bump
Black magical, act radical with the fist up
Do it 'til we rockin' the bells, you like hip-hop
Promise you I'm not gonna tell, we
when you makin' the shot
It's still a miss to me (Yeah)
I'm CT fletcher, mixed with a little Mr t
(Uh, huh) you on The Shade Room just hoping
That you
, the conquered
Oh baby, I'm gonna mess with you
I'm gonna grab those pretty women
I'm gonna grab 'em by the hand
You know, the whole wide world gonna know
Oh
the
Fuck out of here!
When it's all said and done
Are you going to want to
Have kids? Get married?
Oh my goodness, i have to! I have to! Yep
I'm gonna get
y'all tee'd fronting and brown nosing
While asking questions
Trynna figure what I'm doing next
Can't you see I'm working
Mom's sick and says she needs
The loving you're gonna miss and the time it takes to find you
(it's outta sight)
So fiddle-lee-dee fiddle-lee-dum
Look out baby 'cause here I come
what I've done
Who I am or where I'm from
If you don't know it by
Now then you just dumb
I ain't got no pistols, inf beams
Choppers or no Dracos
No car,
I'm the sun of KFlow, Uncle Lee
That's Big Dogg, he's a fucking beast
I'm my daddy son, you ain't touching Lee
Like real nigga, platinum status, I be
just hold on I'm coming home
Baby it's Christmas, how could I miss this?
The work and the worry and the wait is through
Tonight I'm gonna unwrap you
Why you hating on me
When I’m tryna get a bag
Get out my fucking face
You a treesh you a slap
You never was down
When I really was bad
Yeah I took
You're only gonna get your feelings hurt, miss
And truthfully I really don't wanna have to diss
My music means everything to me, it's my life
So make like
at that time you gon' blind
One thing I'll regret and it's always gonna hurt
Is not holdin' your arm more walkin' in the church
At your seat by yourself, we
stay safe
Live you life just know I'll always love you
But everything that I do just reminds me of you
And I don't even have a clue what else I'm gonna
They told me forehand so I
Wouldn't run on stage, ayy bro ya'll
Ain't gotta fuck with me, but you
Know I got the vision
And you know I'm gonna keep it
to bone it
I'm still detectin' ego trippin', baby you own it
But you don't understand I know parts of you that you do not
And I can penetrate right down
the stick like I'm reading brail flow
Call me Tommy John the way I'm fuckin' up this elbow
Swear he gon' bounce back but what he took the L fo
Bitch you can
promise I won't miss you
Baby girl remember you tried to play me
But its okay I just wanted your love for entertainment
Told me I wasnt 2nd choice baby I'm
hear your voice all the time
And you saying to me baby, everything is gonna be fine
Don't you worry about the past, I'mma be right here by your side
by the skatepark
Your gonna need more than your little fake white Jesus to save you, my mom taught me his skin was dark
So the pictures on your walls
your special lover, I know you'll understand,
I'm doing the best I can
And you'll be the one in wonderland.
I'll be your good time man.
Lee, I
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