Lyrics:
love sex, money, and drugs
She only love sex, money, and drugs
Coconut Grove is a very small cove
Separated from the sea by a shifting shoal
We didn't
My Aunt Dot left a glock and some blood on my sheets
Told me clean the shit up, then she hit the streets
Even though I'm her niece, she copped me
now they'll never know that's how I feel
[Verse 1:Lord Tariq ]
And on the seventh day the Lord made money
On the sixth day I busted my
My father told me when I was around, the day
He took me to the river sat me down to pray
Right there in the water to the sound of pain
From the mud
like The Matrix (Young SEX)
I keep the exotic drinks and juices by the crates (Young SEX)
She put my cum in her cup like it was shake
I'll never
My swag on ten I gets the green
People always saying that the
Hell is that mean?
First it was the Glock going hand to hand
Then I got to moving
Yeah
Hypnotised by the lies they see the barrels of booze and they're filled with blood
the troll comes out, all in doubt they try to run
but the doors
of booze
And if you’re following all the rules, it ain’t nothing cool cause you’re a fool
I’m feeling silly green, like a can of peas
A thousand days
still have nightmares from the time I got blood on my low tops
I just (I just)
Want that (want that)
Green baby (green)
Shamrock (yeah)
But I can't (I
cats and dogs here in atlanta for the 44th day. and in national sports today, andre rison of the atlanta falcons is regarded as america's sports hero, by
trade in my shoes
Gimme the blues, hand my the booze
Strap on the fools, overabuse or misuse it
So I'm skatin' steady, datin' on the move to groove
I
Starin' the clouds in the sky fade away
Still lyin' here in the green green grass, enjoyin' my day
The sun, blood red, watch her goin' to sleep
See her
Missing more than one leg or more than one hand
Drama is being chased off ya' land
By a funny looking man in a suit that works for the bank
Drama is what's
I'm loitering around by physical rejection
And in days space telling amaze too survive
'cause we keep doing it again and again
But the sex was good
But
Sun Green started making waves
On the day her grandpa died
Speakin' out against anything
Unjust or packed with lies
She chained herself
Sun Green started making waves
On the day her grandpa died
Speakin' out against anything
Unjust or packed with lies
She chained herself
a chance
Because now you'll have known instead who you wanted to know
Another day left abandoned by my inner lost thoughts
Another way to speak lies from my
Blood sweat and tears in the studio by my lonely
Whole lotta poles in the session
I'm gettin' money ain't worried bout recessions
Whole lotta drugs in
bombast of its breast
By which I knew upon waking
It was telling me
In no uncertain terms
To bellow forth the tubas and sousaphones
The whole rusty
hop, any day
5-8 with double-X-L, pen saggin' blunts draggin'
But never lived well, imagine, a felon on a two-way street
One way is where blood money
I'd be the bad guy, Kryptonite, the green chronic
'Cause I ain't got no legs
Or no brain
Nice to meet you
Hi, my name is
I forgot my name
My
cold blood countries who shoot scuds fighting for religious control
Sisters selling drugs and sex on the corner because her parents ain't want her pray
fate, ooh
Too much sex and food and Rock 'n' Roll
He's looking for trouble day by day
status
The jails fill while racism reveals,
But yet we want to focus on who's having a beef.
Cease to amaze we live in these days
Pleading The Blood
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