Lyrics:
flying high, yeah, I be flying high, yeah
Take a sip revive, take a trip to the down south, yeah
I be flying high, can't you tell from my red eyes?
as a motherfucker, why I'm rich
By a bag brother get a nigga high I'm lit
I'm bad, hit you in your eye and your bitch
Hit you when you're hidin', now you it, now
Let 'em float on by, high into the sky
Just like a red balloon
Monday morning
Shoot up like a rocket
Yeah, the sun is shining
Keep it in my
that crimson sin intensity!
I'm haunted by the mystery of red, red, red!
Red! red knocks 'em dead!
Some like it hot-tah!
I like it red!
Red's my
to rely on, we get high on all types of drug
When, all you really need is love
To get by, just to get by
Just to get by, just to get by
Our parents sing
to rely on, we get high on all types of drug
When, all you really need is love
To get by, just to get by
Just to get by, just to get by
Our parents sing
away, can you see my red light?
It's waiting to turn green
'Cause I feel so isolated without you
I can't play a happy tune on my own, so stay by my
ounce I'm still high from last night
She's sipping white wine, but she telling red lies
Eyes blinded by the bleeding brake lights
Time flies by something
feelin' young
Them habaneros make me cry
Till two hot tamales walk on by
Sportin' that Red Voodoo style
Talkin' 'bout Red Voodoo style
They got some
happens you know… yeah
Just being cation, feelingyou know I was nice and… yeah
I didn't know the red flags so I will telling the story what happen
I see
(Brr)
At the red light, red light, red light
Let go
At the red light (Woo)
A-At the red light, get hit by a dyke (Ahh)
At the red light (O oh)
Both of my
Yamborghini-high, Lambo by the crib
This is how it is, yeah, these niggas fake
No, we can't relate
Boys get Yamborghini-high, Lambo by the crib
as laughter, red slaughter
Eaten by carrion, Sharon Bateman, fate, and Al's hair,
Red sardonyx, red fingernails, lil' Red Ridin' Hood, MATADOR,
Crucifix, red is
I got bitches in my coupe (huh)
Me and Breezy, fifty hoes, by the group (by the group)
That's yo' bitch, she told a lie, ain't told the truth, ooh
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Im tryna get by
(Huh)
So i stay high
(Yuh)
Let 'em float on by, high into the sky
Just like a red balloon
Monday morning
Shoot up like a rocket
Yeah, the sun is shining
Keep it in my
then who (Son tell me who)
Burn a leaf and get it Hot in Herre, like Nelly do
I get high, like Mary J. is all I need to get by
Stay red eye
No need
start feelin' young
Them habaneros make me cry
'Til two hot tamales walk on by
Sportin' that
Red voodoo smile
Talkin' 'bout
Red voodoo
They
to the sky
And let times pass us by, while we chilling getting high (Mike Jones)
I be solo while I'm sipping drank, and blowing (do-do)
I'm from the city where
was laid
By the yellow man
We pledge allegiance
All our lives
To the magic colors
Red, blue and white
But we all must be given
The liberty that
Red, Red Dirt
By Jeremy Castle
Intro:
Reddest dirt around that you’ve ever heard or seen
Red dirt so red that your white shoes won’t come clean
Suddenly, to his surprise
he was met, eye to eye
by that lady
in her Red Soul Shoes
""I'd like to grab a coffee,
would you like to come and join me?""
in my
y’all need someone to give tips, it’s me that’s who!
Green, like the trees, standing up so high
White as the snowflakes falling down from the sky!
Red
Well she's washed and polished
And full of high octane
Ridin' with the top down
Crusin' in the fast land
Her red hairs blowin' bright as a flame
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