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your hair down.

You're gonna find yourself somewhere, somehow.

Blue as the sky, sombre and lonely,
Sipping tea in the bar by the road side,
(just

down.

You're gonna find yourself somewhere, somehow

Blue as the sky, sunburnt and lonely
Sipping tea in the bar by the roadside
(Just relax, just relax)

are made of guns and gravel
Fireworks suntans jeans and flannel
Mama tried she took a gamble
But this girl's made of guns and gravel
You just might

Shake that ass
Balmain Jeans
Rotate things
Got Fettuccine and salad I been awake when I dream
She say they she got a habit never gone mention its me

hair down
You're gonna find yourself somewhere, somehow
Blue as the sky, sunburnt and lonely
Sipping tea in a bar by the road side
(Just relax, just

hair down
You're gonna find yourself somewhere, somehow
Blue as the sky, sunburnt and lonely
Sipping tea in the bar by the road side
(Just relax, just

hair down
You're gonna find yourself somewhere, somehow
Blue as the sky, sunburnt and lonely
Sipping tea in a bar by the road side
(Just relax, just

hair down
You're gonna find yourself somewhere, somehow
Blue as the sky, sunburnt and lonely
Sipping tea in the bar by the road side
(Just relax, just

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So I move lowkey with my heat
Bad treesh so I mad her eat D
Came off junkies and em beans
So many rackz imma spend it on jeans
Five

Man I sauce up

Thoughts I can't outpace
Do you dream of me
Do you ever think of me
Ever even think of me
Do you even sleep
Or are you pulling off
Some lucky bastard's jeans

You're gonna find yourself somewhere, somehow

Blue as the sky, sunburnt and lonely
Sippin’ tea in a bar by the roadside
Don't you let those other boys

hair down
You're gonna find yourself somewhere, somehow
Blue as the sky, sunburnt and lonely
Sipping tea in the bar by the road side
(Just relax, just

You're gonna find yourself somewhere, somehow
Blue as the sky, sunburned and lonely
Sipping tea in the bar by the roadside
(Just relax, just relax)
Don't

be tripping
Seeing blue around my room thinking that I'm cripping

New jeans on I'm about to get gone
Shit where's the bong
Bitch  lost like ping pong

Amiri los jeans, los millie en mis dreams con un white-Tee
Chain con la cruz, creo Almighty
Váis por la street no miréis, si miras mi neck es un

about yo feelings cuz lil bitch you just a feen
I like blue , pink money and i even like it green
Put a white tee on and amari on my jeans
She got

For The Summertime

Lacy Green

For the Summertime

2011

sky
And into your sweet green eyes

They'll be a cotton dress, some old blue jeans
Hanging from the limb of a sycamore tree
And when no one can

I just left the lot, I bought a new Jag
Come check out my bitch, she got Chanel swag
I looked in my bag, I got some blue cash

I just left

Winter and moonlight
It's an old-fashioned song
Julie's in blue jeans
Now her love has gone

She's an old-fashioned feeling
She's an old-fashioned

understand, I've been drowning from the start 

Shuddered at every being who took a glimpse 
Into his eyes, he promptly minced 
Wearing skinny blue jeans

Blue hundreds what i'm getting, ain't no 50s, imma rich G yeah
Bust down its a wrist ting, it be glistening like its pissing yeah
My old bitch said

Stuffing these racks in my blue jeans (Dior, dior)
Right on his back, that's a blue beam (Huh), spooky
Not known, lil' boy, you a goofy, like whoopty
She

a leprechaun chasing after knot
Thigh pad damn my pocket swole as fuck
Yo bitch was a skeezer you know I had to fuck
Amiri jeans hold a whole lot of blues
Fuck

really walking round with 8 racks
Marathon OG R.I.P. a king, forever following his lead blues busting out of my jeans smoking racetrack
I don't hide my