Lyrics:
decided that the thing that we would do,
Is take a trip across Europe on two bicycles made for two.
And now we’re going Tandem Riding,
my Mum my Dad my
fall into my arms, can hesitate no more
I take you by the hand, I'm slowin' down so I won't fall apart
I wanna dancin ́ in the dark (Aahh) (Aahh)
I'm
you're going to fall
For that common cajun queen
She's going to take you for your all
And that's what she done done to me
Yodel la hee, yodel la hee,
called
Decide if you fall
Or have to wear a thought or
Break a side of the law and fight for yours
We a hundred deep
Don't give a fuck 'bout your capacity
himself (He hurt himself)
Gun on his side, tucked by the belt
Ready for heaven, he livin in hell (In hell)
Head held high, over time it fell
He hides his
Gardner, the crashin' of James Dean
Bobby Brown influenced by Rick James, it goes
Prince wanted Alexander O'Neal to be Morris Day or Jerome
But Alex was
these walls, I'm making them fall
Like cutting down trees in this bitch
Fuck a protagonist, I am an activist for all of this violence and shit
Now either
a friend and yeah, she sells it
And I feel my skin and I look so thin
And as I breathe you in
I'm working out whether to fix or destroy you
Riding in
To decide for our life
I keep on wishing for that day
I hope it's not that far away
One by one
One by one
One by one
We fall like dominos following
Mary
About Uncle John
Oh Lord, who's gonna tell it
Who's gonna live in the house
Right down by the side of the road
Who's gonna stand up in
dirt clouds, red dirt clouds
Sing it, Ern
You drive by it on the highway
Might not look like much at all, no
You're riding 'round kicking up dust
We arose, let's go
So fresh so clean" like 'Kast
Jay-Z be poppin' tags
Leavin' the mall with heavy bags
You know the boy got a love for the cash
put you all on
Sorry I cant be the guy that you be trynna fall on
Screaming f*ck love typa energy that i'm on
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Its Donavin on the track for
Gilbert Arenas
Left the messy scene, boys who do clean up
Riding around town in a new beamer
Tense on the glass, can't see me John Cena
Jules hit me up, we
to beat
We be on the scene
I’m not John cena
But I need some peace
Pack another bowl
Put it in the piece
Shorty throw it reverse and just put it
the assholes, I'm free, so I free knots
Don't get lost in the mystery, what
Me and John speak what you dream, breathe pot
Speak not evil, or you bleed non-stop
Baby, pull up on me tonight
Or maybe for life
I trust the clock ‘cause I know that time’ll decide
If you’re the one I keep by my side
And if you’re
with made niggas cause that's all I know
And I'ma beats my hoe if she ain't got my doe
You hoes best to run for cover cause we bouts to blow
"loaded with
I was riding around solo blowing indo by the pound
Riding around solo blowing indo by the pound
Looked in the mirror and seen the damage in his eyes
I dream so much
And I just can't seem to find an
Answer to what I'm living for, in general
I can't keep living like this
It's breaking my heart day
knows, you gone die by him
I know you heard gun stories about John Wayne and Billy the Kid
Shit, all them motherfuckers dead
And did you know that every
wanna say but no words come out
Ain't no describing this high that I'm riding with you
I fall down and I get up it's like a chain reaction
But you're
I might be ugly but my car handsome
I might be the realest man out and some
Take your hands and raise it for the anthem
I'm riding round like I'm big
'72 CAMARO
WRITTEN BY: LARRY KING, JOIE SCOTT, MICHAEL PETERSON
KEYS JOHN BLASUCCI
ORGAN RICKY PETERSON
PIANO LARRY KING
GUITARS MICHAEL THOMPSON
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