Lyrics:
their beds all bunched in tight
No less than three or four, know how it go
Two by the foot, two by the headboard
Man, I'm getting scared for them (yeah
Have a happy holiday (this is so corny)
Everyone's dancing merrily
In the new old fashioned way
Wow I am in the most almighty Christmas groove
I
knows how to cry
She drinks and she talks just a little too long
And with her bride gone she'll tag along with any old crowd
Yes I know I'm to blame
knows how to cry.
For she drinks and she talks
Just a little too loud
And with her pride gone, she tags along
With any old crowd.
Yes, I know I'm
myself an old fashioned unbutton my pants
And well, you know...
It's a perfect Sunday planned every minute in advance
Ain't no show I'm just sitting on my
wanna get to know those
'Cause down deep I'm after your heart
All I'm giving is some
Good old-fashioned love
(Wanna give it all to ya)
I wanna give to ya
of
When a friend would meet you
And a smile would greet you
What this ol' world needs now is a little old fashioned love
My granddaddy God rest his
Getting chased by the polices on a full bred Cheetah
Bishop Eddie caught me tryna escape
Bag full of drag and a Nicki Minaj mixtape
Dragging all you fags
they some playas
Tryna save hip hop, the task is somethin' greater
'Cause we old fashioned coded with loyalty motivators
Get caught, I'm not tellin',
ain't right here
Caption me as world nominated before I miss, yeah
Let the AK spray straight before I'm finished, yeah
As a monologue, talking
'Raw' I'm 'Delirious' nigga it ain't Eddie
It don't matter I don't chatter at all at y'all
The new data is out of an old catalog
The instinct is that
the phone is cold
And as the hours are passing
So the day grows old
And as the light is fading
Don't breathe another sigh
And if you think of calling
I'm on a Russ Parr thus far, to us stars
This is just us rock, use a nigga guts for the guitars (Put it on)
They getting bodied by an old nigga
Tell
That old fashioned word, it's a word called love
Called love, called love
Oh, this must be the way the nigga 'Pac felt when he made
"Me Against
out butt naked watchin' the cosby show
Hey little rascals Eddie Haskell
Black eyed peas with a lot of tabasco
Chico stix big fat chicks
Old reruns
and I'm hopeless
I don't wanna let this pass me by
Baby
This love is crazy
Say that you feel it too
Let's go back in time
'Cause I'm not alright
Oh oh oh oh
and I made it two tone
Yea, Money as old as my granny it sit in a Group-home
Yea, I pack the strap in a Fanny, I'm still trynna move on…
A'ight…yea
I
it
Some days I'm happy, some days I'm fucked up
Some days I tell the voice in my head to shut the fuck up
Yeah
Motivated by paper and pussy,
Color me old-fashioned, but I still remember when
The sermons were affirming, 'cause the Lord liked us better then
It's 2044
And I don't want to be my
spit at 'em I split atom
I took my hat off when I met you I guess I'm old fashioned
I pay for everything in cash, I guess I'm old fashioned
Well either
And I'm falling through my blue Monday
She left me bleeding
She ripped all my heart strings away
She left me healing in the old fashioned way
Whiskey on my
'Cause I'm the only one who is crashin' & hashin' & smashin'
And rippin' & flippin' the mike 'cause Clarkson, you're too old-fashioned
Bust it up, Valens!
Sometimes I get to thinkin' 'bout days gone by
And I start cryin' every time
What I wouldn't give if I could just relive
One day with those old
Don't even go to a movie show
If you're not by my side,
I stay home by my radio,
But I'm satisfied!
All my flirtin' days are gone,
On the level
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