Lyrics:
drove by we parked and knocked the yickies off
You did a drive by on gangsta, that ain't G at all
Niggas bums around this bitch, that's what we think
on the road in daylight
(Honeymooning alone)
And your empty seat by my side
(Honeymooning alone)
If I drive far enough will I find my love?
My love, my
[Willie D]
Nigga fuck, you!
I put a hole in yo' head big enough to drive a truck through
Buck you gon' see some red shit
Cause I'ma "whoops upside
a factory by the Tyne
It says Morris on the door
The GPO owned it before
I drive in it for my job
The governor calls me a slob
But I don't really care
Line by line, time after time
Mind's runnin' constant so it's hard to find
A stable thing that I won't make a mess
What can I say, it's just
We hit Starbucks, roll down the top
It's the last time Carrie and I will drive to the beach
'Cause we think it's time to grow up
Well I've never
I listen for your footsteps
Coming up the drive
Listen for your footsteps
But they don't arrive
Waiting for your knock dear
On my old front door
can't drive naked
And maybe I'd impress her
By being in a band and
Maybe if I act real tough
She'd let me hold her hand and
Maybe I'll win her
was killed by the saviors of his own dream
Our movement
Verse One
I'm not a human being into no spirtual shit
Spiritual remanifested
Middle is gold and gold does not forgive
That's enough to drive you mad
Nora's on the step trying to make a mama go
You ought to know things will
wakin' up before the sundown
Lake Shore Drive shootin' videos (Magic)
On the block gettin' spotted by them city hoes (hey)
I know I never had to wonder
of Mexico
Well, I seed Marse Jackson come a-walkin' down the street
And a-talkin' to a pirate by the name of Jean Lafitte;
He gave Jean a drink that he brung
right by the D, they need to free my nigga B
I ain't the type of person to be running from no beef
Those fucking guns are gonna be bursting
Somebody
in the wintertime, whatever just to see you smile
Private jet from time to time, by the ocean, I'll drive you wild
Whatever your decision, I'm with
Whip I drive? Owned by me, wrists and neck, anti-freeze
Can it be? I'm who you dying to be'
Last of a dying breed, I'm Siamese
Twin pistol shooter
On a balcony over the sun
In a chair by the rail, high above everyone
We made love as the waves rolled in
And we owned that town for one weekend
Like
a cold game
Played by the coldest man
Everything ya see is not
The 7-4 k
The son of cocaine
I'm a dopeman
Plus I'm holdin' weight
Cause I'm the dope
Waist high weeds hide a forsale sign at the drive-in where my innocence died
With a rusty advertisement dangling by a nail says popcorn and pepsi for
I was standing by the window
On a cold and cloudy day
When I saw the hearse come rolling
To carry my mother away
Will the circle be unbroken
turn and wave as I drive by
Chorus
Yeah, Texas came out beautiful, why not keep her that way?
night nothing but a stray dog running wild like nobody's child.
And little by little, light after light, that's how it died.
They say you never go
ever get tired
Of waking up by your side
And the taste of your sweet kiss
Tells me I ain't ready to quit
There's something about the way you say my
drive bys and kidnapping
Shit when u head up out the door foget the four four
Never leave home with out it
Now why dog, niggas everywhere gettin rowdy
lies, I tote Uzis
I get idolized by these groupies
I treat 'em just like they're regular, yeah
They sneakin' pics on the cellular
Preyin' on me, I'm
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