Lyrics:
Friday night, butterflies - Like clock work, they'd arive
A little chill in an October sky - Nervous til' the kickoff came
Four quarters, win or lose
Friday night butterflies
Like clockwork they'd arrive
A little chill and the October sky
Nervous till the kickoff game
Four quarters win or lose
what's your emergency
Red and blue come with that sudden urgency
All to see bodies on bodies
Left by a psycho aspired by an odyssey
To burn the world down
the boys and pushing the luck
Singing songs loud on the way to the game
Wishing all the things could still be the same
Chinese home runs over the backstop
OCTOBER 31ST, IT’S HALLOWEEN NIGHT
AND ALL THE CREATURES ARE STIRRING, EVEN THE MICE
ARE DRESSED UP IN LITTLE COSTUMES, HE’S MICKEY TONIGHT (OH. BOY!)
IT’S
[Hook: Big Moe and Z-Ro]
Rolls wheels and get rolled over, south side soldiers
We da shit bitch, I know you smell the odor
These boys raise hell
But when my tones in your
Face you say bye bye
Nigguhs love to see this hate on
The ten o clock news
Project pat got arrested by
Them boys in blues
He
lady
A participation trophy wife or blonde, blue-eyed baby
Wide-eyed and wired
The snap-crackle-pop of the Geiger
Camouflage billboards for
or treat, merry Christmas
Howdy neighbor, thank you Jesus
Oh, what is he building in that painted lady?
A participation trophy wife or blonde
blue-eyed baby?
another love would be you and I remember falling so in love with you during October even if you didn't know better. You took my heart by surprise and turned
looking for a friend
Maybe you could swing by my room around 10
Baby bring a lemon and a bottle of gin
We'll be in between the sheets 'til the late AM
Baby
gorgeous
I got art ho's on my line, I got skater girls just
Blue faces by the ceiling, everyday it's raining racks
Wake up in the morning, everyday I'm
can to dodge the bus-stop blues
Like driving a padiddle with a burnt-out fuse
My best friend Kimi wants to go with you
So meet her by the sugar
concealed inside of my team
Love me, love me, don’t you hunt me when my money is blue
Blue faces turn to bullet casings laid in the dirt
Before you rob
grey Mexican suit
The blue eyed traffic can sashay by
'Cause tonight the sailor boys have hit Shanghai
The kick-out traffic goes creaking by
I smash
of bitches
Hoover street nifty-fifty business
In my bitch whip with my L suspended
Big Pimpin’ misleading women
Extra innings being good at pitching
Blue
right?)
(That's Arizona for you, it's all desert)
You ain't got shit on me
Got the stripes on ya boy
You ain't feel this tee, yeah
You ain't got shit on me
head they got no choice
I'm a million dollar nigga thats what
I do slow down music by Watts and Screw
everyday watch out for the boys in blue
nigga I use
static
Call it by 25 make me a million
Bape on my body, I feel like chameleon
Stars in my DM, I'm fuckin' blue checks
T'd at the club and Im blowin' em
rims way bigger than yours
Red truck, blue truck, green truck, black truck
Suburban, Excursion, that Tahoe, that 'llac truck
F**k it a bucket, a Delta,
Holla at your boy manana
Maybach come wit' a recliner
Run up on it and shit will get uglier than an iguana
This is only a reminder it's Young Money
Yeah you know
October
Oh, I
Bless, and you'll be respected
Respect the ways of the old
'Cause when a rudeboy has no place for acceptance
memories, it rings a bell
That was freshman year
Said I’d drop a tape by the next year
You was the first I told ain't that crazy, huh
All that stress really
Summer stories that we own could become a film
We could watch it years ago on the DVD
There'll be the house my grandma sold
There'll be people we
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