Lyrics:
of the party
Lay back, stay back,
I am in the may back,
This ain’t James Brown,
But it’s the big playback,
Watch me zoom by,
Make it boom by,
Wat up to all
Girl, girl, girl, girl, girl, girl, girl
(My digital girl)
Not a day goes by (Shawty)
Without you on my mind (Shawty)
Donna Karan underwear (Baby)
sashay by...
They sashay by...
New Orleans ladies
A flair for life, love, and laughter
And they hold you like the night
Holds a chill when this cold
brown shoe
I could feel It
I could know it
There was magic in the air
Lady Stardust, morning glory
Just one look was all it took to care
When I was
dreaming
The light in his blue eyes keeps me believing
My boy wonder
Pale Moon Lady
When the dark night slows down in your sleep
And you pass into dreaming
Our lady star of the sea
Subtle shift in gravity
Carpark on ancient truth
Holds its own on roots of truth
I'm sorry Stephanie
It's the backs of your
nice
But the foxy lady are made of whiskey and ice
Roses are red, shit is brown
In order to bring me down, you have to reach me
Telling everyone i'm
getting so boring,
but I've seen those old weirdoes up the sky.
Oh ladies, don't be sorry,
but I walk these streets only by myself.
made it
Crafted by the masters
The coupe ensues additional chapters
Honda Prelude, super tuned fast one
Driven by a lady assassin
Scaling the walls
bags of chips german tata salad,
Jalapenos in a brown bowl.
The fires in the pit have never been put out.
Old Texas lady slicin' beef brisket,
Faded
with East LA
To the sounds of the guitar, yeah, yeah
Played by Carlos Santana
I don't know if you could take it
Know you wanna see me nakey, nakey,
Street to Esplanade
They sashay by
They sashay by
New Orleans Ladies
A flair for life, love and laughter
And they hold you like the night
to Esplanade
They sashay by...
They sashay by...
New Orleans Ladies
A flair for life, love and laugher
And they hold you like the night
Holds a chill when this
yours
You even get mad, that's just the way it is
You know she walk like that talk like that, dress like the s***
She 5'5 got brown eyes you damn
black, brown, even Japanese, you gotta love it
And you know somebody out there goin', "man I like the beat
The hook is real tight, but I'm a keep it
Mmm
I would like to take a ride
Beneath the pretty pale moonlight
Or go out on a stargaze with you
Maybe by the candlelight
I'll see your shining
license to Kill I knock your
Block off of that Rocky yo lady keep choosing to rock with a boss
So I've bent her ass down on Versace
I made her yell watch
That's my baby
My crush
That's my lady
My love
I'm addicted
Like a drug
Lowkey I want her
My crush
That girl that give me Butterflies
Every time
If I cross the street then will I make to my lady
If I graduate know I won't make it till I'm eighty
They just want me dead up on a tee and then
brown eyes staring at me when you stroll on by
It's the dance we do getting me so high
I'll be myself I don't have to try at all
You wonder why I feel
though the nigh traveling down memory road, energy real strong, I feel your vibration lady, with you by my side we can overcome any situation when my
That’s just funny
Where the fuck the ladies at to
Help me do something? No
Believe I would tell ‘em, to
Get a man with cheese, a white man breeds
I’m left
I wanna make you my main lady
Wanna put you up in a Mercedes
I’m trying to trying to give you a baby
But shawty you keep on playing
I’m trying
touchin' more diesel than Shaq old lady boy
You did it I done it I get I punish
The shit that I come wit'll separate a rib from a stomach
I'm the boss
Discuss these lady by ochi brown Lyrics with the community:
Report Comment
We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.
If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly.
Attachment
You need to be logged in to favorite.
Log In