Lyrics:
to know
"Do they still play the blues in Chicago
When baseball season rolls around?
When the snow melts away, do the Cubbies still play
In their
let the good times roll and don't never
Let your young grow old in these days around this Podunk town
You'll think about 'em 'til the cows come home
dread
Hounded by mouths left unfed the future screams squalor and poverty
A prison industrial complex profiting from captivity
As others will rile
be fooled now.
So let the good times roll.
It´s been a long time coming.
It´s been a cold and lonely, lonely, lonely road
but no, no no more.
So let
how to have a good time
Music's great
What else could you ask for
And I'm just happy to have Khalifa Kush
'Cause now I can share it with the world
gettin' good green shit
I'm rapping so late
Time to get real
Matter fact, time to get real
Shadow Wax
Time to get real
Matter fact, time to get super late
the leaves'll turn gold
When the winter comes,
now everything is covered
by the snow
Every single season,
It seems so brand new
When I can spend it with you
Let
brethren, let us in cousin
I got Bobby by the pound, Whitney by the key
DJ Screw by the gallon, bitch the game belong to me
I got Bobby by the pound,
They say how you win some, we lose some, we have to let the good ones go
That’s why I pour a little liquor everytime I let the good times roll
to know
"Do they still play the blues in Chicago
When baseball season rolls around?
When the snow melts away, do the Cubbies still play
In their
stone-cold, I relate to the snow
On the road where I roll
Like an 18 that's chrome
And I ain't been at home
Still, I may be that bloke
That will roll on you
Boogie Shoes
By: Luvinnia Flowers
Yo When the last time u just had a good fuckin time brugh??
Huh sis hit the bar
Tip the tender
And get ready for
hard, I need a woman that rolls by God
And the only man she loves is Todd
But will you be around when the raindrops fallin'
Or could it be you never
sector
Yeah I've met you once
But you're forgotten like dementia
I am the protector
Call for the objector
By the time I'm done with you
I'll be your
The walk's by faith
The lone wolf dies
How am I gonna follow you
With blue man ears
And snow blind eyes?
Music by Peter Furler / Lyrics by Steve Taylor
on demand
'Bout to smoke 4, 5, 6, 7 grams
Right in Puerto Rico, feeling like the man
Let's have a good time it's
All part of the plan everything lit baby
So damn good baby
Verse 1:
See yah, how you hol me tight
How yu squeeze me right
Mek me forget me life time a fuss and fight
Dorett a say she check
Christmas presents in the morning time
Open them up
Good shit
Ho ho ho (Eeh)
Santa likes to go (Yeah)
Around to houses leaving presents yo (Ooh)
You better be
Turn me up somethin, nigga
'Cause I can't even hear myself, nigga
Whoa, Y.A
Taa Daa Dow
Yeah, yeah, yeah
If you a rider, nigga let's roll
If
She's always leaving early
And she always shows up late
She's a good one still trying
Let's no good time slip away
Gives a bear hug in
feet of snow, it's time for you to dig yourself out
You think you're up against the wall
Brick by brick you can take it down
Go off the map, change it
The good times hide and so do I
Out of my control I dig a hole
I'm gonna let the bad times roll
I'm gonna let the bad times roll
If that's all
She's the kind of woman that I need
The type to roll it up
Yeah, my baby bring the weed
Plus she look good in them jeans
Don't let her pass you by
Don't
time
These days, I been doin' more me time
Feel good when it's comin' onto we time
Snow day, said she wanna do tea time
Chardonnay, I don't pull up
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