Lyrics:
Artist: Sycosis
Album: Find Me When You Wake Up
Song: Sittin Pretty
Written By: Erik Roberts, Kode Knazze
Produced by: Kace The Producer
Recorded:
Got an alright house and a pretty nice yard
A screen door dog that stays on guard
Got a buddy up the road that's got my back
'Round here it ain't
Approach you and post a minute, arm on my double-R tinted
As you pass by, winkin' my eye, freshly scented
What's the haps, baby? (What's up?)
Come get
Approach you and post a minute, arm on my double-R tinted
As you pass by, winkin' my eye, freshly scented
What's the haps, baby? (What's up?)
Come get
There you go, walking by there
You are the apple of my eye
And I see you coming towards me and
I get this sweating butterflies and
You should
from the cry of the city, where flowers pretty caress the streams
Cozy to hide in, to love side-by-side in
Don't let it abide in my dreams
Picture
and the place was swinging
To gospel music by nine
Group after group appeared on the stage
And Sally just sat there crying
She bit her nails, looking pretty
Well Saturday night about eight o'clock
I know what I'm gonna do
I'm gonna pick my baby up
And take her to the picture show
Everybody in
to love side-by-side in. Don't let it abide in my dreams.
Picture you upon my knee, just tea for two and two for tea,
Just me for you and you for me,
Far from the cry of the city, where flowers pretty caress the streams,
Cozy to hide in, to love side-by-side in. Don't let it abide in my dreams.
than a liar with pretty face
I promised forever I'd take you with me
Yeah, I'd take you out for a public affair
Come over and take my picture
I ain't no
to beach
Bring the ice
I got the drizzy baby
U spending the night
Turn the speakers up
Catch a vibe
U create a perfect picture
By my side
Soul of my life
of the end
They show me their charts
Away to the stars
Say I'm as pretty as a picture
I'm admired by the Deverell Twins
They're very fond of me
They
Eleven stairs from the bottom to the top
Half way there I can't help but stop
And smile at a picture that's smiling back at me
A black and white
Will come swift like a damn thief out of midnight
When black turns burgundy the image ain't nice
The picture’s not pretty
This life is real gritty when
out surrounded by a cloud of smoke
Picture me as the GOAT when I'm gone
And I thank God my life don't gotta fucking last long
to paint a picture that it's not
Tell Skulli like cuz I hope by next year bikini bottom is a yacht
Been thinking like how much money I want
Can't even put
barefoot on grass
And nights were surrounded by billions of stars
And life was going on like it was meant to be
And pictures on the walls showed happy me
walk in the city
Can't fuck with that hoe even though she pretty
Yeah I'm trying to get to the racks aye
Painting the pictures of pain
Trying to stay
sleeping,
and I know that I'm the man on Suzie's mind
I'm the pretty dress she buys, I'm the little bug she drives
I'm the picture that she shows
Many people look through their wallet or their pocket books and, way down at the bottom, past the credit cards and baby pictures and so on, you
you've never been that strong
I'm sorry to say that I knew all along
You're no match for that sulky girl
Sulky girl, I'm sure you look a picture when
Far from the crowded city
Where flowers pretty caress the stream
Cozy to hide in, to live side by side in
Don't let it apart in my dream
Picture
and the place was swinging
To gospel music by nine
Group after group appeared on the stage
And Sally just sat there crying
She bit her nails, looking pretty
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