Lyrics:
a limousine
Full of pretty things
Pulled up on me to go on
Shopping sprees
I had a dream that after we split
Hella cheese we went to pick up Mo
By
wanna know like I'm Dave
They don't wanna see my yellow face turn up in a Wraith (nah they don't)
Man it's fucked up (fucked up)
I see most my old
wanna know like I'm Dave
They don't wanna see my yellow face turn up in a Wraith (nah they don't)
Man it's fucked up (fucked up)
I see most my old
Nananananana alright
I got all these pretty ladies by my side all the time
And we got each others back
We will put up a fight, if you
Turn
for me to see
New bright whites and a cage full of ice
And a naked little canopy to feed my disease
And if you're to smile at me
I could cry by land
songs
This was my chance, looking to dance
Weel, it didn't take long
She was slip-sliding up and down on me
Felt like a stripper pole
Blue satin dress,
Love, Hate
Unsure to pass or play
Cold soul, now we're out of control
Roses are red, and my heart is black
We creep about the floor to indulge like
1, 2, 3
And I woke up early this morning and I went to the 5 and dime
I saw this pretty young lady that was real, real fine
I tapped her
makes me so upset
Pretty girls with all their cute boyfriends
I wanna know what that's like
Maybe next year, I'll get it right
Prayin' for the love
looks like a trainwreck
And I need to lose twenty pounds
Even my Grandma Mimi looks younger than me
by now
It’s those damn dailies
Makin’ me a little bit
to find you and wipe you off the fucking map, brat
[Chorus]
I just wanted to live my life like the common man
Have a family, a picket fence with
Don'tchu never ever pull my lever
'Cause I explode
Then it goes to your favorite writer
Directin’ them pretty clothes
It shows you gold I exceed!
I’m tryin’
I was born like a bird in the land of hurricanes
I realized that my wings inherited shiny chains
Oh it was the very first day that turned into
"You know the truth."
"Where are you?"
"You could call it the end of the world.."
You fucking parasite
Feeding off my voice like a leech
Sucking me
Can you imagine a little girl
Standing so young
So bold
Cuz already She's cold
From seeing her moms get beat down
Day in
Day out
By them fake-azz,
and shit
She pretty wit ass and tit's, so I had to hit
But don't get mad just let
My man have the kid, bITCH!
It's the season of dust trailing old pick up trucks
Seashells washed ashore down by the docks
So baby pull on your blue jeans turn the radio loud
the ace...l had won her
My heart it was down at my feet
Jumped up to my throat in a hurry
Like a young summer's day she was sweet
He opened the door
the ace...l had won her
My heart it was down at my feet
Jumped up to my throat in a hurry
Like a young summer's day she was sweet
He opened the door
the way I paint
Patron of my art through the vandal of his car
That’s a pretty weird way to make a living, thank god
He offered me a job- spray paint his
the timing ripe though?
This ain't something you can go delete like it's a typo
Went from pretty young thing to all bad like it Michael
It ain't all black
if i could maybe have ya number
I was happy when you sent it highlight of my summer
Told me that you like my music that was good to know
I made
pretty heart
I know they did you wrong, but it’s nothin
I can judge the whole book by your cover
But, I’m no good at making assumptions
You seem
looking like a Freddy victim
(Looking like a Freddy victim)
1, 2, 3, go
Ayy, Ayy, Ayy ayy, Ayy, Ayy
Ayy, Ayy, Ayy ayy, Ayy, Ayy
Ayy, Ayy, Ayy
One by one,
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