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bands
I wrap around these fucking bands
Rubber bands on rubbers bands
They wrap around blue hundreds mane
(I rather go fuck with the blues)
Fell in love

blues
In the street is Aunt Sally
Double two timing shuffling her shoes

A marching band's swinging Dixie
A church choir's singing high
Out

Never did it dawn on D
I am a don
My niche

The streets got the hold on me
Liez that they told on me
Bands on the don my G
Guns by the drum
Shoot three D

bands

To run up them bands
To run up them bands
To run up them bands
Bandsss
To run up them bands


Mane hypnotized by the money in tha streets
When it

the same songs forever
Unbalanced dancing in the street
Can still make a heart miss a beat
Let's sing love songs together
Forever

Then finally I figured it

Sippin' on gin, reminiscing all night
Blowin' them bands by the day, baby
I just bought me a new K, baby
Let 'em know I'll spray, baby
Let 'em know I

Of a thousand hands
When I'm drunk with the music
From a thousand bands
A thousand bands

I'll dance the streets by moonlight
And the fields by day

I been running round in the streets all day
Don't you love the way the hi-hats kiss the guitar and the bass
Life ain't fair but it be that way
I been

I done been through hell and back
Came out the street's ain't had a thing
I hung where they was selling crack
Got off my ass I started hustling
Hit

Lonely Street

George Jones

The Musical Loves, Life and Sorrows of America's Great Country Star

1968

(As performed by George Jones) 
I'm lookin' for that Lonely Street
I've got a sad, sad tale to tell
I need a place to go and weep
Where's this

make them bands
Girl I'll show you how to dance, I'll make you understand
See it by the glance, I could show you in advance
See you when I land, we gon'

[Produced by Shingie-Lee]
You're China 

[Inro: Shingie-Lee]
Yea wait, fuck
i just made two bands, i just made two bands wait
Fuck, huh wait,  i just

Yeah nigga goin out sad
Yeah nigga goin out sad
Yeah nigga goin out sad
I just been poppin my shit like a tag
Might fuck around spend a band on a bag

just sad
But a A for effort so Imma give you a pass until
Daylight
Daylight
Daylight
You will love me by daylight
Daylight
You will love me by daylight

After that you gave me your number and i'm like what's next
You told me you wanna run up bands with me fuck up a check
You know i be in the streets having

and prayed for happy days and all I got was sad nights
Down bad on my dick I need a lick to get my cash right
My dog countin up a band I'm staring at my gas

Spent some bands on these boots, no Phantom Vision (spent some bands)
I see better at night lil baby, no night vision (lil baby)
Make the famo rich I

Yeah yeah yeah
Uh uh
Big Body she seen me roll up she bringing it back
She too naughty
Showed her these bands now she shaking her ass
Said she aint

Lonely Street

Don Gibson

The Singer -- The Songwriter: 1961-1966

1994

I'm looking for that Lonely Street
I've got a sad, sad tale to tell
I need a place to go and weep
Where's this place called Lonely Street

entertained by
Not just the voice or the band
But by the outfit as well

Modeliste: You're also the face of the fall
Winter 2017 John Varvatos campaign how did

Champagne bottles, campaign papi 
Celebrating living life to fullest like some bosses 
Big boss shit and you know it ain't no stopping
Hunnid bands

bands, won't go out sad
Took off with shit, can't hold me back Keep 30 big bands in my fendi back pack
Heard a nigga be fed, so I don't chit-chat, Bro beat

by the hands of our brother
Lil kids dying young in the street left and right never even get a chance to discover
The true meaning in life that they

the street just by the way she talk
I got VETEMENTS on my pants, Dior on my drawers
I been running up these bands and can't nothing go wrong
My bitch say that