Lyrics:
dirt all by my lonely..
[Treach]
I roll with hundreds, sometime thousands, maybe a little more
But don't need NAR' a motherfucker when it's time for
Dumb-be-dumb-dumb, be-dumb-be-dumb-dumb
Oh bang, a boom-a-boomerang
Love is a tune you hummy-hum-hum
By giving away, I think you'll learn
You'll get love in return
happiness does kindle from things so little
Though forgetful I'm reminded by sweet sentimental
It trickles comes and goes in ripples
Absent gaps I tried
down low.
My achy breaky heart
Is soothed by strawberry wine.
That boot scootin' country.
Is just one of a kind.
Ooooh, play me that ol' tune
Ooooh, not
Sometimes a song can touch a nerve
That takes me back to you
When I pick up my old guitar
And I play your favorite tune
Every now and then, some
guilt had washed away
Down by the river and the dockside
I learned a little tune
Do-n-do-n-do-do-do-n do-do
Do-n-do-do-do
Down by the river
Pigeons have what?
(Wings!)
Nah
Pigeons have what?
(Teeth!)
Let's go!
My countryside was stomped out by Air Max 95s
My countryside was stomped out by
fair skin kissed red by the sun ayy
First crush, my first crush
Looked so perfect back then but now I don't know oh
My first crush, my first crush
tunes
If I had my druthers
I’d serenade you
Until your colors
Carry that same hue
Brittle only in frame, rendered inane by sheer ambition
Making me feel
of a twenty dollar bill
They've got a fine fiddle band at the barn up on the hill
And by midnight we just might wind up dancin' standin' still
By my daddy's
myself to school
They smoothed out my rough edges
In my hands they put new tools
The instructor once he told me
I could work on any line
I could tune
Oh, once upon a time in Arkansas
An old man sat in his little cabin door
And fiddled at a tune that he liked to hear
A jolly old tune that he
it ya lose it, Come here now practice, Let's get in the booth, Now what's a girl to do,
When I need my strings in tune, I call you to come through,
Hope will be back soon
Until then Here comes anxiety back with his tune
A little bit longer
La La La La
La La La La
La La La La
to sing out of key.
Oh, i get by with a little help from my friends
mm, i get high with a little help from my friends
mm, gonna try with a little help from
easy
Boney put on a pretty good show
The little ol' lady didn't see too good
My kind Sir your all bones you know
You need something hot and greasy
touched by your tune
A little bit shy, i’m a little bit frightened
Just a little bit high, waiting for the heart to ripen
All alone, and it’s a little bit
yeah
We alright, yeah
Riding downtown with my coupe
Are you not mesmerized by my jewels?
You know what I'm saying?
I have plans for myself for what I'm
feel like this
When I'm riding fast, it's pure bliss
Riding with my daddy by my side
Zoom, zoom, make some room
I'm riding my bike to my favorite tune
yeah
Smoking herbs even got a little tray to ash it in
Not a basic bitch not keeping up with the Kardashians
Doesn't have new balance fits
In tune with
Tied to the beast
I'm just a small piece
Out here naked
It's a sacred ship
But step by step
I'm gonna save it
Heaven knows I need my crew
But how
confused
You inspire this little baby is my muse
Didn’t care about the boy, man’s making tunes
Stay by me, even if it’s win or lose
Even if it’s win or lose
star
But not the hollywood type
She backin it up
Im bussin the tunes
Shes sayin play maria by santana Because "her-name-is-my-name-too"
Her ass be so
the fucking one little thing that's always pointed out
By one of my close friends like Johnny Bix we were jamming to a track
And he goes points out this little
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