Lyrics:
the set when I sip don't worry honey
Yeah, level up every night,
Yeah, sippin henny, sip sprite,
Feeling low tell a shawty to come by,
She always wanna
dreams and did it all by choice
Definition of a mustard seed
How you living out your faith if everything comes easily
How you living out your bars if
alright
Can we do it one way, get on the same page
I just wanna set it straight don't wanna oscillate
Do you wanna be happy? do you wanna fight?
One day we
on, step on, step on step on by
(what you need to do is step on by)
Step on, step on, step on step on by
Step on by
Camouflage in the back of the club
Bump
Typical
Honey, honey see me
Behind my Game Boy
I got game girl
It comes easy
Let go your shoulders
My popsicle it's so sweetsie
Turn
"Born To Be"
(Words and Music by Geoff Moore and Jimmie Lee Sloas)
Chorus
Hey now people come along with me,
Take a little ride down through
checks with no shame now
I feel the fame now (come on), I can't complain now (no more)
Shit I'm the mayne now, in and out my own town
I'm gettin pages out
I'm down on my luck and I let you in
Couple years on the street and you look real thin
Got a pot full of honey if you come home
Tee shirt
money makes you cheaper
By now could roll up in a rover
But my come up is far from over
So I flip my money two ways
Through the 9-5 and lyrics on my page
funny when there's someone by your side
But you're wanting just to call and come back home
Whoa honey
Ain't it funny how the time won't change your mind
the money!)
If you want to go and get high with me
Smoke a L in the back of the Benz-E
Oh why must I feel this way? (Hey, must be the money!)
In
in a bar room, Lord
Turnin' them songs into two-by-fours
Dreamin' 'bout the day that I'm sittin' by the fire
Huddled with my honey in her Country
don't know really what's in store
Well I don't wanna stress no more
I gotta decompress for a sec
Then get back to this wack ass shit
I might take a hit
ya hands up
What, what, put your hands up
Come on, come on, keep your hands up
We back, we back, we back, we back (put your hands up)
We back, we
the dogg then work that trap
And don't come back till you get that scratch, and bring it all to me
I put the P-I-M-P-O ology, bitch threw a dolla at me me
headed straight for the bottom
And now I'm better than I've ever been
Turned the page over bounced back
Almost seven years sober let me tell you
Had
funk's a little flirty, come on
Don't worry, honey, 'round here
We leave the judging to Jesus
'Round here, you can just let it all hang out
Don't
son"
Mark tried to step when the
Bitch grabbed my penis
She said, "Don't leave, honey bun
You gotta see this" kicked off her panties
Slid back in
(Take me back, I'll never do it again)
Always want you
(You know that you my lover and my best friend)
Yes, darling, it's true
(Come on, home, where
I could win you back around
If we lost contact now
So can I go back to yearning
Honey you can steal my pride
If your thoughts seem to wonder
If
the sunlight fade
Stories I read by my lampshade
Once upon a time
I've been trying to put this book back on the shelf
But the pages keep singing to me
I'll never
We'll get a clean slate, honey.
Come on.
I always wanted to write a song
And say "come on",
So come on.
Come on.
All right.
Come on.
Come on.
Come on.
follows it up with a ""Come on, come on"", in your F150 New England edition. We've already put a ""Yankees Suck"" bumper sticker right on the back of your
the money!)
If you want to go and get high with me
Smoke a L in the back of the Benz-E
Oh why must I feel this way? (Hey, must be the money!)
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