Lyrics:
for the day he got smoked
Choke, off this anecdote got you ope
Get roast, by my lyrics Billy Dee .45 Colt
And I'm out for nine nickel (INS
for the day he got smoked
Choke, off this anecdote got you ope
Get roast, by my lyrics Billy Dee .45 Colt
And I'm out for nine nickel (INS
the devil drive my Ford
Read Jesus save on a bathroom door
Just before I passed out
How come you didn't strick me dead
Sent me and angel insted
She sing in
I used to be young, didn't notice
All the people by your side, there the coldest
I just pulled up in the Ford, now I'm focused
All I'm seeing is bare
I'm gonna to sing out
I'll sing my song to the wide open spaces
I'll sing my heart out to the infinite sea
I'll sing my visions to the sky high
It was back in '32 when times were hard
He had a Colt .45 and a deck of cards
Stagger Lee
He wore rat-drawn shoes and an Stetson hat
Had a '28 Ford
Maybellene
Maybellene, why can't you be true?
Oh Maybellene, why can't you be true?
You've started back doing the things you used to do.
As I
On his rearview
On his rearview
I can't take the sound of a 7.3 spoiling up and speeding right past by me
I can't stand the sight of someone rolling
It was back in '32 when times were hard
He had a Colt .45 and a deck of cards
Stagger Lee
He wore rat-drawn shoes and an old Stetson hat
Had a '28
it all I'm grateful
I will sing of Your wonders
And all that You've done
All that You've done
God you've been so good
Yes, you've been so good
I can't
really know but I can lie if you want me to
Angels sing to me in my sleep
I sold my damaged soul for the magic of speak
Now she's laughin, she likes
self-aware style, I like the way that she smiles
She want to know how I find the words I use
I don't really know but I can lie if you want me to
Angels sing
should look by your hair pull
Girl you got me for the night uh
I'm outta mind
I'm on something
I'm outta mind
Can't control it
잘 몰라 너가 좋은건지
움직이는 너가
of a master
You never thought you'd be bodied by a bastard
A bachelor who backspin on breakbeats
Break necks of broke souls who hate me
Hate he? you can't
a masquerade hey hey
Call me by your name hey hey
I won't run away hey
Who decided we had to be this way
Sing sing, it's a consolation
Sing sing, it's a fucking
you to stop texting me, need to focus in
I'll slide anything you give me ford focus or a fucking benz
Cuisin' the city, in the coupe, I'm a night
I talk tough, I'm too damn rough
I call your boyfriend's bluff
You can't beat me
Like Kobe come through in the clutch
If you look out once or blink
Yo I keep turning good girls bad but I can't help it
Bro said she's got Jae Syndrome I never knew she fell sick
It's hard to recover if you get it
If
laugh and sing along don't be long
Keep in time with us sing along
Ooh, sure makes me lazy
Can't help feeling I'm such
A lucky guy lucky guy, guy
chose and I can't believe
I put you nearly in my side never leave ya
Rolling rolling things, I grind like Khalifa
Let me feel your hips and thighs cause
his way of doing a thing
Now we should attempt to do a tune that is very popular
It was written by one of the great young songwriters of today
Now I
it!
Raise your voice and sing!
Freedom!
It's such a precious thing!
Don't just talk about it!
Raise your voice and sing!
Freedom! Freedom!
Yo!
I woke
Haters trying to figure out how I'm going hard (Sing it)
Struggle forcing me to keep it real, not my fault (Preach)
Got these haters vibing, flying,
not being damn dojers
And as a sin indulger not being trumped by the POTUS
Whip range rovers from Brooklyn to both Dakotas
I never been a cobra
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