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do this all the time
Coming home later in the night like
2 or 3 or 4 or even 5
It's time to cut ties
Told her I won't ever tell no lies to her
She hate
the ring
Three bricks for the beamer
Four ounce promethazine
Bitch I’m a dog
Bitch I’m a boss
All you hear is Ally Veach
When that chopper going off
Brick
the ring
Three bricks for the beamer
Four ounce promethazine
Bitch I’m a dog
Bitch I’m a boss
All you hear is Ally Veach
When that chopper going off
Brick
town
You'll be betrayed by your accent and manners
You've got to wear the right clothes
Be careful not to pick or scratch your nose
You can't be
town
You'll be betrayed by your accent and manners
You've got to wear the right clothes
Be careful not to pick or scratch your nose
You can't be
man
Well now you got me curious, I'm kind thinkin bout buyin it
Three for ten dollars, it can't hurt to try it
Well what exactly do I get?
Well
I've had three jobs this year and that's a record for my kind
It seems like when they lay man off I'm always at ahead of the line
But that's
How y'all feelin' tonight? Thank
Y'all for coming out to this impromptu
Type important performance
Let me just say that right quick
I love the energy
no vest
Knowin' them bullets might just still hit me
Take a chance, mama took a chance by having me
I think I can make a masterpiece
In New Orleans
(Aye, this one of one)
(Sent a cash app, I bossed her up, two three on the damn beat)
(Yea, yea)
I like my woman real fine, don't care if they tall
me how ill her man is
So what I go and do, heh-heh, I nail her ass to the bed anyway
Straight twisting mami's back out
Hit three o'clock, fell right
The world listened? Cool. What’s next?
We gotta try to keep that fire lit right where our heart is
They indicted a couple of police, but we will finish what
chance go by.Now opportunity is right by my side.Finally all of this makes sense to me.I gotta be the kind of man who lets you be.Finally all of this makes
right
You can dance by yourself
Or with somebody else
Keep the dance floor full tonight
2, 3, 4 a 1, 2, 3, 4
Just keep the dance floor full tonight
get outta town
Tonight. With you by my side
I'm a freak. Cause I'm freaking out
Am I 10 drinks down?
Who knows. Lost count
Was it 1, 2, 3
Gotta pick up
clean
While you're gone
And who's gonna stand by my side
When I'm down at a quarter to three
And if I call out your name with my back against the wall
It
said to me
So please don't come and try to interrupt my inner peace
Cause I've been Vibin by the beach
And killing sessions ten to three
And then I'm
minus three degrees
So i took her inside
She ordered red wine
A classic woman
I found the right one
I tryna show love to her
As I gentleman
You know I
gorgeous in that dress and hey
So many bliss-full memories,
so hard to separate,
Nothin left to say,
Trust me Without you by my side
I'd feel like less
I wanted to tell you when you sat in the back of that philosophy class
But I couldn't bring myself to do it
Because those three damn words ended my
spring, is livin' there, I hear
Say for me that I'm all right though
things get kind of slow
He might think that I've forgotten him,
Don't tell him it
your face)
Yeah, then put three hundred right in the safe
Met her today, yeah (ooh)
She talk to me like she knew me, yeah (ooh)
Go to sleep in
your face)
Yeah, then put three hundred right in the safe
Met her today, yeah (ooh)
She talk to me like she knew me, yeah (ooh)
Go to sleep in
lights feel always shaded
I been awake since nine nine
Found my prime about time
No decline in my design
Finally am in my right mind
If I'm three oh, you
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